Ok, something ground my gears this afternoon.....
Beautiful day.  I'm driving home, windows down, tunes are crankin.  I just want to get home to enjoy the evening.  Get on the main road heading up north, 55 mph.  I'm cruising a bit higher than that, I want to get home.  Up ahead, what do I see?  Hmm, nice looking Mustang.  I get closer, nope, not just a Mustang, a Shelby Mustang.  I catch up to him in my 185,000 mile tired 100 hp weak Civic and.....  He's doing 45 mph just putting along!  I can't get around him, I'm in a freakin 1994 Civic for crying out loud.  I just want to get home while there's still daylight and I'm stuck behind a freakin Shelby Mustang in a POS lacking any power Civic putting along at 10 mph under the limit!
I swear the rear tires on that thing was half the width of my entire car.