You do everything possible to get going in the right direction and you are thrown a curveball....everytime. The madness has to stop sometime. The Motor Vehical Administration is an agency that I do not understand, maybe I never will. Suffice to say, when you are in their grasp...they got ya by the short hairs. We should go back to horses and shit. Everyone should carry a gun, ride a horse and sleep on the ground. Then, when you wake up you are just so happy to be alive, you wouldn't have time to think of new ways to screw with peoples lives.
Not a sermon....just a thought.