Tiny Little Car

On the way to the gas station today, I passed a vehicle reminiscent of a golf cart, going the other direction. Unfortunately I didn't have time to see if the little vehicle actually had license plates before speeding around the corner and out of sight. I was, however, able to discern what sounded like a 20cc engine (only because it's too early in the year for a plague of locusts).

My first impression, of course was, "Whoah! If a bus hit that, the passengers wouldn't even know it!"

[THUMP]
First passenger: Hey what was that?
Second passenger: I don't know, maybe we hit a squirrel.

Soon after, I got out of my car, and started pumping cash—I mean gas—into it. It was then that I realized how desperate people are becoming in this country with regards to increasing gas prices. Now that the little five-gallon gas can you keep in your garage to power the lawn mower is worth $15 or more, people are willing to embrace the possibility of being caught in the front grill of an 18-wheeler, if it means saving a few bucks on fuel.