I ate a three year old one out of the trunk of my car just the other day when I had to make it through some meetings until lunch. It did the job.
If I wasn't harmed, my cut of $12M (minus almost $1M in lawyers and admin costs) would be zero, but even if I was distressed about all the lies, I imagine I'd probably only be entitled to about a buck oh-five.
Apparently when I bought a few boxes of Clif bars I was lied to about them being healthy, so now I'm eligible for a piece of a $12M class settlement. Except I was under no illusion they were healthy. I bought them because they had certain levels of protein and calories in case the world fell apart.
That's a quarter of a million dollars car. The front brakes alone are worth twenty k.
Like the heat death of the universe being about 3% (just like inflation), the fact that most of the biggest human populations are about 20M, I think is interesting. And then there's fucking Tokyo out there at 37M.
I've got a Jordache myself.
Watching Travels with My Father and falling in love with the outdoor gym in Kiev made from truck parts and industrial waste.
For anyone curious about the actual ride: 354ft total ascent 165bpm max hr 602cal 5.4mph avg speed 1/3 dogs petted
