Mario Kart got it right.

What's the deal with people driving down or up on ramps and going like 35 or 40 mph? Seriously, what's going through these idiots heads? "Oh, I'm about to merge onto the interstate with cars going 65 to 75 mph. I guess I should just pretend I'm in a school zone and go as slow as possible and maybe stop at the end and pretend I'm at a yield sign." As much as I want scientists to create teleportation, I think we should for now take a book out of mario kart. Install our cars with turtle shells and allow us to shoot these fuckers off the road. Even when you're having a good day, the moment you get behind these incompetent idiots your entire day just goes to shit over the reality of having to comprehend that this actually happening and realizing you're not stuck on some nightmare sitcom (Let's say Two and Half Men). If playing the Mario games has taught me anything it's that if any unnecessary obstacle is in your way then shoot it with a turtle shell (or fireball) and move on with your day and don't look back. If people get injured or worse? Well, fuck 'em. Shouldn't have provoked me to shoot a purple turtle shell of death at you by driving like a retarded monkey.

Does anyone else think it's weird to see a midget driving an F-150 XL?