Perhaps more than any other city in the union and certainly more than any other city I have lived in; Detroit has a love/hate relationship with construction on her road ways. I once had a pothole ^[1] swallow my car whole, only to spit me out on the other side with a rim that looked like a pancake with a bite taken out. $80 later I was back on the road with a new foot in the right front corner. (I returned a few days later to the fissure in the Earth