Kids dicking around with their scooters and Vespas' exhaust.
It's a big deal to have one when you're 14-17 where I'm from, and these little shits decide to customize them by making an already loud pile of shit into hell's own trumpet orchestra.
I'm talking hearing that single cylinder, lawnmower sized engine from 500 meters away.
Seriously, I once saw on of these fucking things in front of a American muscle car with a hefty V8 engine, and the car was quieter, despite a)not being made to be quiet b)having an engine ten times the size, and twenty times more powerful.
Worst part? These are school kids, so they start school at 8am, so they are on the road at around 7:30, and sometimes on saturday. And if there's one thing I hate on a saturday morning, it's hearing some little punk making enough noise on his junkyard of a motorized vehicle to wake the dead.
I fucking hope people who mod their two-wheelers to make more noise die in a fire started from the brimstone of Mount Doom itself.
It's a big deal to have one when you're 14-17 where I'm from, and these little shits decide to customize them by making an already loud pile of shit into hell's own trumpet orchestra.
I'm talking hearing that single cylinder, lawnmower sized engine from 500 meters away.
Seriously, I once saw on of these fucking things in front of a American muscle car with a hefty V8 engine, and the car was quieter, despite a)not being made to be quiet b)having an engine ten times the size, and twenty times more powerful.
Worst part? These are school kids, so they start school at 8am, so they are on the road at around 7:30, and sometimes on saturday. And if there's one thing I hate on a saturday morning, it's hearing some little punk making enough noise on his junkyard of a motorized vehicle to wake the dead.
I fucking hope people who mod their two-wheelers to make more noise die in a fire started from the brimstone of Mount Doom itself.