Today, I asked readers to describe the nastiest surprise they’ve ever found on a car after purchasing it. One commenter’s post is arguably a car-buyer’s worst nightmare. Prepare to cringe.
Commenter Dasupersprint has my deepest sympathies, because holy damn what a sinking feeling that must have been discovering all this rust:
Karfreek (can’t disguise his hate for all things Mustang)’s response is right on the money. Finding out your new project is much more Fe2O3-laden than you anticipated is definitely cause for a bit of weeping whilst curled up in a ball.
Speaking of balls, as a prize for your great comment (and out of sheer pity), Dasupersprint, here’s a song honoring the most celebrated ball in the world: