Here’s a draft of a bulletin I’ll send out at some stage after I’ve taken over as Grand Emperor of the World and established my benevolent dictatorship.
Dear owners of stupid grunty noisy cars,
I hereby decree that you have three choices for your stupid grunty noisy cars:
1. You may, at your expense, have your car altered to remove the stupid grunty noise;
2. You may have your car sent to be crushed and recycled; or
3. You may continue to drive your stupid grunty noisy car, but limited to daylight hours only, and only in designated hoon areas.
(I’m still considering my position on stupid grunty motorbikes, and may rule the same way for them.)