You know what's great?
Taking in your car to fix the turn signals and change the oil and having the mechanic discover your entire drive train is teetering on the verge of spraying across the highway like steel confetti.
Oh wait, I guess I really meant "you know what SUCKS POOPY, UNSHAVED ELEPHANT NUT SACK?"
3k in repairs before it's safe to drive again.
Time to play that fun guessing game Car, or Junkard Trashpile Ornament?