Driving around on these today - all I could think about was one of the opening passages from Snow Crash
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You want to talk contact patches? Your car's tires have tiny contact patches, talk to the asphalt in four places the size of your tongue. The Deliverator's car has big sticky tires with contact patches the size of a fat lady's thighs. The Deliverator is in touch with the road, starts like a bad day, stops on a peseta...When the Deliverator puts the hammer down, shit happens. - Snow Crash - Neal Stephenson
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