Nearly a month into driving my 6 speed Jeep Wrangler JK Sport, I have come to the obvious revelation:
When I am driving my Jeep, it is virtually just like He-Man riding Battle Cat.
I realize there are much more practical vehicles I could be driving; like any Asian-made commuter car.
But for me, I would much rather drive my made in the USA 2010 Jeep Wrangler. Even if it’s not so practical to be driving a manual transmission in Nashville traffic. Even if I could definitely be getting better gas mileage driving a Prius. Even if it would be easier to fit two kids in the back seat of nearly anything else.
There is some scarcity these days regarding what percentage of the American population knows how to drive a manual transmission. There is even more scarcity for people who own a manual transmission Jeep Wrangler and drive it daily.
I feel like this is the equivalent of being able to remove the sword from the stone. Or being able to pick up Thor’s hammer.
It is a Jeep thing and I totally understand. It’s like having bragging rights about something so sacred in American culture, yet much of the population could not appreciate something so glorious yet so impractical.
When you drive a Jeep Wrangler, you not only drive a toy… you drive a beast.
This is a beast you must tame and teach to control; because after all, it is a wild animal.
You have to learn the beast and the beast must learn you. You must master the art of switching to the right gear at the right time, at any given second. You must know when it’s necessary to switch into 4 wheel drive. You must know which days are worth taking off the top- and which days are worth taking off the doors too!
Yes, this beast is able to drive across a river and through deep mud and up mountains.
I am He-Man and I ride Battle Cat.
Yeah, this is pretty much who I am now.