You havE won the low key how-did-hannah-break-the-third-wAll-tHIS-TIME? contest. You have earned my eternal servitude and a new car. Of course, if you can harness the energy in your walls and somehow transfer it into a solid form, none the less a running car, then there you go. I am not responsible for any electrocutions during this process, nor am I sending you an actual car, but it's merely the thought that counts. Your personal gimp shall arrive in my place on approximately February 30th, 2069 at 3:14:37 am, so keep a watchful eye out your side window. He shall be delivered by the UPS system. Kyle Maddigan would be proud and would admire your dedication.