I mostly walk to the skatepark, but I always ride back from the session down the street. The asphalt is pretty rough. One day it came to me:
I sound like a hand-cranked Tie Fighter.
As the “engine noise” relates to how long I can roll on this raw surface (not for long, there you go), I’m not very menacing, yet still loud and ominous with the sound reflecting off of cars and houses. It makes me giggle.
Sort of related, I’m currently catching up with the Mando. Pretty good.