OBD
OBD is the junkie part of your car that tells you your engine is crying for help. It’s like the car’s version of a doctor’s office, but it’s been around since the 80s and got replaced by a fancier version called OBDII.
My car just told me it has a sore throat. OBD says it’s time to see a mechanic.
OBD is like the car’s version of a middle school teacher. It’s been around, but it’s not cool anymore.
My car’s OBD is like my mom. It’s always checking up on me, even when I don’t want it to.