I can’t fathom how Randall’s mind works, but it’s pretty damn funny sometimes. This one caught my attention because it perfectly explains how I characterize my car. It just defies comprehension how it’s so middle-of-the-road in virtually every respect. It’s an innocuous, small grey sedan with an aftermarket exhaust that is louder, but not much. Tooling around in normal ops, the accelerator pedal could be confused with the floor pedal on a sewing machine, just based on the auditory and tactile feedback.
OTOH, if it had an industrial grade needle-and-thread mechanism belted-in somewhere under the hood, it would be the world’s largest, most powerful sewing machine on four wheels. 😜
