Drive a Jeep Wrangler, and something strange happens.
You're instantly included in this wacky sorta brotherhood, in which every other Wrangler driver acknowledges you. A wave, a peace sign, and even a tipped hat have come my way in the scant few days I've been driving El Grillo. It's kinda neat. You should come take a drive with me, so you can experience it, live and in person.