Ah… the old familiar feel of carbon monoxide fume intoxication taking over. The coffee in your tummy, sloshing to and fro from the stop and go. The “I’mma be late” induced heartburn. Just another typical morning commute. And to make matters worse, you’re stuck behind one of those annoying Dunbar vehicles, wondering what fraction of the cash inside that mothertrucker it would take to solve all your first world problems… Read More