Life. That's right. LIFE. What the fuck am I talkin about?
There are only 4 points of contact that your car makes with the tarmac - your tires - and there are various mechanical dynamics involved in making your car go forwards, sideways and to a full stop. And coming to a stop involves a number of different dynamics, but in essence, it's a combination of the mechanical grip provided by your tires and brakes.
So you spend a shitload of money on some fancy ass fuckin wheels and tires. Then you decide to compliment this combination with some brakes made by "Megan Racing."
Brakes made by God knows who; "engineered" by Chinese guys sitting in a dimly lit factory in Guangzhou or some other shithole in China; painted with the same led laden stuff they used in Mattel toys for children; dumping hazardous materials into streams killing fish, people and who knows what else... water that will eventually make its way across the Pacific.
Seriously, STOP... in the name of...
