So, KITT is for sale. That reminds me of two...let's call them "irrational fears" that I have, and have had for a good, long while now. They both are related to car accidents:

Irrational Fear 1
Here's the scenario: I'm driving down the street, minding my own business. I come to a red light, getting ready to make my right turn. It's a two-lane road, but nothing out of the ordinary. The light is still red, but you can turn right on red here in Georgia. I make my right turn. Just as I make the turn, KITT comes screaming down the street. He's going full tilt, because Michael has to pee or something.

So, I'm making my turn, and here comes KITT going full speed, which is like 350 mph or so, and there's just not enough time for him to stop without hitting me, and there's nowhere for him to go. He plows into me, and I'm dead. Michael and KITT are both fine.

How long has it been since Knight Rider was on? That's how long I've been dealing with this. The second irrational fear is a bit more probable.

Irrational Fear 2
Similar to Scenario 1. I'm driving along, and doing nothing special. Maybe changing lanes, maybe making a right turn. The thing is, it's the middle of the night. Pitch dark. When I make my maneuver (whatever it is), I collide with someone. It turns out that there was a little car either in my blind spot, or coming down the street or whatever, and the car has it's lights off, so I can't see it.

Maybe it's a bad accident, maybe it's not so bad. The thing is, before the police arrive...the person turns their lights on. There are no witnesses, and of course, the person isn't going to admit they were tooling around town without their lights on. Instantly, my excuse/reason is out of the window. My fault.

There you have it. I told you they were irrational.

Know What I'm Sayin'??