Kings of the Road

Seen on the way to work:

The car in front of me had a low-hanging muffler. Pulling into the parking garage, it took the first speed bump slowly. But that muffler was like a loose tooth that just needed a little more wiggling and jiggling. It scraped the speed bump and fell right off. The car just drove on, not even noticing. And strangely, the car didn’t get any louder. Maybe mufflers are optional on Hondas?

I angled my car around the muffler, now just laying there in the middle of the garage, and chased down the car. I flashed my lights and the driver stopped.

-“Um, your muffler fell off back there at the entrance to the garage.”
-“Oh, thanks. I probably need that.”
-“Yeah. Well, I’m not really sure if you can put it back on, but it is just laying there.”
-“Yeah. I should go get it.”
-“Good luck!”

I kind of wanted to hang around and watch him try to put it back on, just to see.