Oh lordy! I well recall every single day in the school parking lot, as we passed on to our buses. There were never less than half a dozen hoods up while the guys wrangled with their FORDs. They came to call it something other than "Fix Or Repair Daily" — "Found On Road Dead" was what they called it when teachers were around. The rest of the time it was "Fucked Over Royally Damnit!"