You’re driving on the highway and your hood flies open, obstructing everything in front of you. After instinctively freaking the f*ck out, do you A) use what limited vision you have to guide your car to the shoulder, B) flip your hazard lights on and immediately slow to a crawl before you hurt anyone, or C) stick your head out the window and jerk the wheel like a maniac, Tommy Boy style?
If you’re this Detroit motorist with places to be, you choose none of the above. You simply slouch down and peer through the tiny crack beneath the hood, calmly maintaining your speed while keeping your hands at ten-and-two. You know, for safety reasons.