So this past weekend I'm driving back from a trip to Mass, about four hours or so, and obviously I'm enjoying some twizzlers, because they are the only food of any kind allowed in my WRX, as they are clean and simple and won't make a mess. So as I'm driving back over the tappan zee in tons of traffic, some j3rk off cuts in front of me and wham, my twizzler goes flying into the steering column. Angry as hell, I drive home going to fast, and get home, it took me two hours and a hell of a lot of messing with the wheel to get it out. pretty pointless story, but I'm bored at work so, what the heck. take it easy guys.