We
at The Square Peg are committed to keeping our readers as safe as
they are informed. Which is our motivation for compiling the
following guide to vehicular hazards.
Through
careful observation and rigorous analysis, we have identified the
three most dangerous types of vehicles and have provided handy
personality profiles of the people who drive them.
While
admittedly guilty of painting with a broad brush, The Square
Peg stands behind its findings and maintains that a majority of the
following vehicles are piloted by drivers injurious to your continued
well-being.
Jumping right in, first place goes to the Jeep Wrangler.
When
they aren't rock-climbing, fire-walking or bungee jumping over a pit
of starving salt-water crocs, the hyperactive twenty-somethings who
gravitate to Jeep Wranglers can be found attempting to replicate
these sensations en route to their part-time jobs at REI.
It
is usually while blasting Slayer and chugging espresso that the
similarities between their favorite driving-based computer game and
actual roadways becomes apparent. Competing against a timer only they
can see, they zig-zag through traffic in a furious quest to record
their best score ever.
Road
signs, pavement markings and traffic signals don't apply to them because, like, the
Wrangler can go off-road, you know? Seriously. Besides, even if they crash,
it's just a matter of pushing the reset button.
No worries, dude.
No worries, dude.
It
should be noted the Wranger's high ground clearance and short
wheelbase makes them prone to rollovers.
We
can only hope.
Just
half a notch below Wrangler wranglers are the drivers of pick-up
trucks. In fact, they are so closely related you could think of
pick-up truck drivers as former Wrangler owners who have impregnated
someone (often female and human) and no longer live with mom and
dad.
(In-laws
are another story.)
They
have likely shaved their head and now sport a goatee. They enjoy accessorizing with baseball caps which sport the NRA logo. My next paycheck says
they can quote dialogue from Duck Dynasty—verbatim.
With
the twin burdens of child support and housing, pick-up truck drivers
must now confine their thrill-seeking and angst-letting to the
commute to and from their job at Al's Stone & Gravel.
They
carry a vague and ill-defined sense of unease which they aren't
hesitant to share, using their imposing
vehicles to harass, intimidate and bully. Pick-up truck owners don't
operate their vehicles insomuch as they are armed by them.
Many
enjoy hanging testicles from the trailer hitch of their vehicles,
which only serves as proof that away from their trucks, most pick-up
drivers don't have any.
Finally, third-place goes to the drivers of German luxury sedans: Mercedes-Benz,
BMW and Audi.
Their
expression of angst takes a different tact. Rather than
intimidate you the way the driver of a black Ford F-150 might,
drivers of German luxury sedans use the imperiousness of their
automobiles to speak for them as they pass you and your pedestrian
conveyance in a noiseless, Teutonic rush.
You're
not even worth getting angry over. You are merely a speed bump on the
road to wealth creation and are easily disposed of by pressing the
long, rectangular pedal underneath the expensive tasseled loafer adorning their
right foot.
I'm
sorry—were you saying something?
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