Those bastards cut my brakes — what now?

Will this be my worst post ever, or my greatest? There's only one way to find out ...

Saturday wasn’t the first time I thought about it. Every time I see it in a movie or TV show, I wonder what I would do if it happened to me. And then, going down Beverly Glen from Mulholland on a weekend afternoon, I really started to ask myself the question.

What would I do if someone cut the brake lines in my car?

Hey, I’m not exactly a mob target or anything like that, but you never know when I could develop a mortal enemy. Or maybe my brakes give out on their own — that would suck.

Clearly, this is a topic we all need to explore.