No Contest. There’s annoyance, then there’s ANNOYANCE. The difference is not subtle. Suppose you had just had one of autumn’s most delicious top-down drives and were having lunch and talk with a stimulating friend and the lens implanted in your right eye suddenly decided to go walkabout. Suppose further that the surgery to get that lens out of the soup and stitch a new one into place has left you with temporarily lousy vision and a maddening irritation of the eyelid from all the sutures on the surface of the eye. In and of itself, that’s just a mild annoyance. Not being able to enjoy the next month or so of delicious top-down autumn drives in the 981? Words fail. ANNOYANCE, even in bold caps, isn’t in it. Kudos to the person who comes up with a single word adequate to the radical aggravation that results when the wheel has been snatched from my hands at such a perfect time for open motoring.