To the Responsible Parties Behind This Vehicular Atrocity,
I regret to inform you that your child appears to have duct-taped a snow groomer to a sideways chainsaw and called it “finished.” This vehicle—if we dare call it that—looks like what happens when a Roomba watches too many Vin Diesel movies and gets ideas. The front nozzle appears to be launching lemon drops, or perhaps the last remains of this kid’s common sense.
Our operator, drawn with the neck mobility of a rusted mannequin, appears to be bracing for impact while joyriding in what I can only describe as a Mars rover redesigned by toddlers. The perspective is doing gymnastics, the lighting makes zero sense, and the treads look like someone traced a black licorice roll and gave up halfway.
One practical note: if you’re going to draw propulsion, commit to a consistent vanishing point. And maybe consult gravity next time. She’s free and has notes.
Sincerely,
Mrs. Pickens, 3rd Grade Art Teacher.
