askchapo

Holy shit, yeah.

Also reminds me of another one where my car was being worked on, so an uncle lent me an old like 1983 Ford Escort with a 5-speed manual. He warned me that "sometimes the brakes will make a chkkkk, chkkkkk sound." Cut to a week later when it turns out that, no, the brakes don't just make a sound -- the rear lines were completely rusted through, and the pressure loss caused all four to fail while I was trying to slow down from about 55 MPH on a country road to make a sharp right-hand turn. That led to some very panicked ratcheting through gears to engine brake, and luckily the front brakes still seemed to be able to grab a tiny bit with nothing in the lines. I drove the rest of the way home at about 10 MPH, and when I explained what had happened, I got called "ungrateful" for not being more appreciative of the death trap shitbox that had just tried to kill me.

And these fucks wonder why I cut them out of my life 20 years ago.