Driving away from the wreck of the day and it's finally quiet in my head. Driving alone, finally on my way home to the comfort of my bed. And if this is giving up, then I'm giving up. -- Anna Nalick, Wreck of the Day
He’s a group of 553 mostly white guys with a penchant for sexual indiscretions. She’s a haven for angsty teenagers, garish backgrounds, and indie bands. They fight crime!