This is just one of my several favorite Buswarrior-isms:
Busnuts are notorious for thinking that the worn out old prostitute of a bus is a church going virgin that requires protection from the evil idling hoards...
I would like to add protection from ether, and non-Delo 100 oil. How did our buses ever make it one mile down the road without all the coddling they get now?
Because when they were in commercial service and had a problem, they would call Williams and say "fix it". They didn't get coddles, they got overhauled.