The Lee Harvey Oswald of Transportation Devices

I nearly got run over, in veerry sloow mootiion, by one of these bloody eegit machines yesterday. Tell me, in what way does this "innovative mode of transport" improve the quality of our lives, except to give us yet another excuse to forgo exercise and still get our fat asses around town?
And BTW, I don't care if you're the reincarnation of Johnny Cash and Steve McQueen and you smoke unfiltered reds: you still look like a fucking retard on these twatmobiles.