yet people wonder why
I love how everyone just instinctively frames their passions as some kind of defiance against imaginary haters. Just enjoy your car rides, my dudes, I promise nobody cares (not you, RNAi)
The story that most cars have heard:
unending string of expletives
seriously the psychological effects of living a huge chunk of your life in a car can’t be understated - if you don’t like driving/don’t enjoy the driving you’re doing, you’re absolutely soaking in misery for whole days of your life, every month.
if you don’t like driving/don’t enjoy the driving you’re doing
the boringness of driving cannot be understated
Just imagine the passion that a train has beheld.
you lads ever just go and fuck your car