It’s amazing that my college beater, a ten year old Aries K, was even semi-roadworthy at all after I was done with it, never mind that I was actually able to sell it for the full sum of my original purchase price of $500. Granted, I sold it to an ex-girlfriend who had cheated on me over Christmas break, so I didn’t bother telling her that I’d never replaced the brake pads and the shoes were grinding into a fine dust at every stoplight. Yes, I was a bastard, but she kind of asked for it; bitch broke my heart!

Still, that heap of rolling shit was infinitely safer and more intact than any of the vehicles recently documented over at A Thrilling Wonder in their disturbing post about rolling marvels in third world countries.

Ghost Cars of the World [thrillingwonder.blogspot.com]

(On a related note, Thrilling Wonder’s ongoing series, Most Dangerous Roads of the World might help explain how those wheels might have achieved their state.)