Every day I see a Jeep like this in the parking lot of my apartment complex.
It doesn’t matter what time of the day it is, that Jeep always seems to be in the same spot . . . taunting me.
I used to have a Jeep Wrangler that looked pretty similar, except mine had a lift kit on it, so I basically had to throw myself into the driver’s seat. I LOVED my Jeep. And lately I’ve really been missing it.
If you have even been an owner of Jeep – more specifically a Wrangler – you will understand where I am coming from. Being a Jeep owner immerses you into a secret sub-culture. If you drive by another Wrangler, you wave. It doesn’t matter if you know the person or not, you just do it. The camaraderie amongst Jeep owners is like no other. There are even get together’s that are geared specifically towards Jeep owners.
I haven’t been to one yet, but I plan to one day. I just gotta become a Jeep owner again!
And if this post leaves you scratching your head about me, I leave you with this.