I hate how fucking loud cars are, even when they’re being as quiet as they possibly can be. Just the sound of them passing through space and their tires on the road is so fucking loud.
I’m currently sitting in my hammock, at the back of my apartment complex, probably 300yd from the road, behind three 2-story buildings. The road noise is constant and loud. No honking or anything, just tires on pavement at 50mph.
If the personal automobile had never been invented the apartment I live in would be half as far from my work as it currently is and my road would have a lovely quiet street-car running along it instead of stupidly loud rubber tired cars.
I’d be able to walk to work in 20-30 minutes or bike/trolley there in less. And what would I lose? A lot of noise pollution and a machine I have to pay a couple hundred dollars a month to maintain.
Thankfully near me it’s very rare to have car noise outside of rubber on road and the one guy whose Nissan Altima is seemingly super broken and makes a horrible squeaking noise that fills my whole apartment around once a day.
I genuinely don’t blame him and feel bad for him, it’s definitely a “I know I just can’t afford to fix whatever is horribly wrong” noise and not a “Loud car = Big penis” noise, but it sure is annoying.
Where I am, after midnight, there's douchebags that need to peel out and do figure-8s in the street when it's otherwise empty enough and they also like to blast enough bass to rattle windows while parked for an hour at a time. :doomer:
The shrieking noise is a belt slipping. Idk which belt but if it’s the timing belt that thing will just die one day