1. You aren't so careful over the speedbumps in the parking garage.
2. You get to indulge your Inner Badass with the Tapout sticker on the back window (added by us) and the front bumper guard (not installed by us!), totally canceling out, even for a little while, the Soccer Mom feeling you get when driving the other, newer family car.
3. When you take a few minutes to put your seat belt on, it doesn't nag you with it's god-awful self-righteous insistant dinging.
4. The guilt isn't as bad when your soda sloshes a bit in the seat or you drop crumbs while eating-driving.
5. The deep rumble sounds cool, even if it is from a dying engine, not a healthy powerful one. You get that certain "Yeah. Get the fuck out of my way. Oh and fuck you." attitude. Which comes in handy on "those" kinds of days.
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