Bring a guitar and amp and show em who's boss.

I love cars, they've always been my passion and I couldn't imagine ever living without one, purely from an enthusiast perspective. That being said, first time he took me to a parking lot n taught me to drive the first thing my pops told me was "you are now in control of a two ton killing machine". That's important to remember.

I drive in D.C. having moved here from a relaxed rural setting about two years ago. I used to be super chill and gracious to other drivers on the road but man, these local drivers have really ramped up my aggression if only to not be constantly cut off and to actually make it to my destination. It sucks, and I hate that I've become this way.

Holy shit that is insane! It's a whole goddamn car, how do they not record where they moved it?!