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I'm really pissed off. Apparently when I spent a million dollars in the fall to fix my car, I didn't actually fix it. So I'm coming home from my brothers and there was a roll over on 94. After about 20 mins of not really going any where my car starts acting up. So I decide to get off at the first exit. In doing so I bottomed out on the divider thing for the entrance ramp. I ended up getting off at Trumble, and then my car stalls and won't start again. Good fucking neighborhood too. We were in some back parking lot for some shitty sports arena thing. My mom and I waited for about 40 mins for my brother to get there and my car to cool down. In that time a security guard for that shitty sports arena drove by twice and a fucking son of a bitch cop drove by with out stopping. I can understand why the security guard wouldn't give a shit. So my mom had to as some bum with a rolling suit case where we were because we had no idea. In short standing around in Detroit by a liquor store at night is fun.