I don’t have anything to say that the title doesn’t already. Consider my gast to be flabbered, my gob to be smacked. I hate this timeline.
I don’t have anything to say that the title doesn’t already. Consider my gast to be flabbered, my gob to be smacked. I hate this timeline.
So the cars are running people over and drifting between lanes on purpose? I suppose if I woke up and realised I was a Tesla car, I’d develop homicidal impulses too.