Oh, F***!!!!

Here's an observation you don't want to find yourself making:

"Gee, I never knew that my brake pedal went that far down to the floor. Amazing!"

Whoever decided, way back when, that it would be a good idea to saddle every family in America with a two-ton hunk of metal that requires constant feeding and maintenance, and that our economy should be built entirely around the assumption of everyone's ownership of said two-ton hunk of metal, should be retroactively beaten with a very large set of sticks.

But hey, on the bright side, I'm sure that $600 would have gone to boring stuff like food and clothes for the kid and maybe a trip to a movie or something anyway. So spending it on f***ing brakes is probably a good thing, right?

F***ing car.