It seems to be a trend at Purdue: People who derive their self worth from how loud their cars are. You know, the morons who zoom out of the parking garage, flooring it for all of 50 feet until they hit a stop light. Their vehicles seem to be specially tuned to maximize every roar, screech, and pracitcally any other sound to unbearable volume. Their tailpipes are their megaphones to the world: "Look how awesome I am!" Attention whores.

Even worse are the people who treat their speaker system like some sort of sonic weapon. Never mind the fact that their shoebox-on-wheels only cost them $500: They easily sank ten times that much into the two-dozen speakers, subwoofers, and other audio devices that bulge out of random crevices. Here's a quick protip: If you set off car alarms when you roll by, you're not a badass, you're an idiot.