The one really universal thing about humanity is the face that we all make when our car is broken down on the side of the road. We squint down at the engine and then up at the sky as to say "See? It's me. You've got the wrong guy. Now maybe my car will work cause I did the squinty thing". So I was driving along and I saw a guy doing this and at first I felt bad for him. Then I promptly revoked his rights to make that face because he was driving something very close to this:
Now I'm not just being sarcastic and saying he was driving a green Pontiac from the 1980s. He wasn't even driving a carefully restored classic car from the 50s. So this rant has been on my mind all day "Dear guy on the side of the road, you don't get to be surprised when your car which is 70 years old breaks down. It is 70 years old."