Someone asked a friend to drive a compass to pursue. To himself, and his wife expressed the desire to ride a compass. My friend, we are going! They sat down to him in the car (Kruzak - "hundred"), came, took the wheel. We move back. And I look at the pen of the front passenger, and I understand that the steering wheel on that pen will be remarkably fixed. I pick it up from the back seat and hold it. It looks like a car with two wheels. The windows are open, there is something ‘good’ like Rammstein, the elbows of the windows are shaking and we are driving in two wheels... The man at the crossroads forgot to touch the green light... So he sat with his mouth open until he was alerted from behind. We walked into the courtyard, the man at the entrance was drinking beer. He was so squeezed that the foam went out of his nose :)