You're not wrong. That said, I have an exceptionally high disdain for this particular butterbeast such that I felt it deserved to be the center of our unified hatred this time around. It is my cousin's ex, and has put him through absolute hell for the past ten years of his life. I mean, he should never have married this super-sized ham, never mind had two kids with it. But I'd not hesitate to forget which pedal was the brake or the accelerator if I was about to hit it with my truck.