“f.uck you if you love a car for its paint job, love you if you love a car for the road trips. show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips, [because] you were pressing on the gas just a bit hard right in the moment where the road curved a bit sharp, and when you woke up, somebody was unclipping your seat belt and pulling you from the open window of your flipped car."