Today I discovered the people flailing their arms about were trying to tell me that my antenna was still up. The pleasant part came when I realized I hadnt snagged a tree limb with it yet.
Then a little while after that I smelled a terrible smell from the car next to me at the stoplight. About the same time my brake buddy told me to pull over because the toads brakes were always engaged. "Oh, thats my car cooking it's brake."
Not quite sure how the brake buddy could tell the parking brake was engaged but pleasantly enough it could.
