Your rig has more [farm, boat, military, other vehicle manufacturers] equipment on it than O.E.M. parts.
The weatherman says "Stay in, it's dangerous!" and you think "Time to go wheelin'!
You're happy that you can't use first gear on the street.
A military convoy passes by and you only look at axles, tires, & antennas.
You have enough straps, chains, rope, etc. in your rig to keep the Queen Mary docked during a hurricane.
You can break down on the road, fix the problem, and get back on the road without calling AAA.
You break down on the road and fix the problem, and get back on the road on a regular basis.
The AAA guy breaks down, you stop and fix his problem and get back on the road.
You have a brand new set of tires and keep looking at the tire ad's anyway.
You'll drive 2 days at 500 miles @ day so you can spend 2 more days driving 3 miles a day.
You get really steamed because you spent over an hour to cover the 10 miles to work on Friday, but are grinning ear-to-ear on Saturday because you just spent 6 hours going 4 miles on your favorite trail.
Your C.B. has never seen any channel but 4.
You built your rig to have a top speed of 65-70 mph - on purpose.
When you pull up next a corvette, all the driver can see is tires and whatever is on the other side of you.
You challenge the 'vette driver to a race if you can pick the course.
Your monthly expenses for the RIG exceeds the monthly car payment of your friend's new Lexus.
Borrowed from the Gad-Zuks! of Washington
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