Watching these things navigate into and out of the port from Admiral Hill in Chelsea is a sight to behold. The size of scope of the car carriers makers me so uncomfortable but I also can't look away.

One time I was eating lunch over near Piers Park and one of these was leaving port and blasted it's horn (I think the layman's explanation is it's a "hey I'm coming around a blind corner and by the time you see me it's too late for me to stop to gtfo of my way"

I felt it my fucking soul. Talk about brown sound.