Humiliating: None that I can think of, because I don't drive like that. I'm not bothered at all when the minivan takes off at the red light and leaves me behind as I flawlessly execute a perfectly normal start.

Fun: I went through a drive-thru, and the cute teenage girl at the window liked my car, asked me what it was, then turned around to the other people working there and said, "Hey y'all come check out this car."

One of the guys came over, leaned out the window, looked the car over from front to back, then said:

"Shit's fuckin' dope, yo."

The girl gasped, slapped him on the arm and said, "You can't talk to the customers like that! You're gonna get me in trouble."

But I was laughing and assured her she would get no complaints from me.

Funny: I was on a two-lane road in rural Alabama that had a 55 mph speed limit. I was going 60. This road has some straights and some moderate curves, but nothing too severe and certainly nothing the BRZ can't handle at 60 mph. I've driven this road a few dozen times and know it pretty well.

An asshole in a Jeep Grand Cherokee came flying up behind me on one of the straights, braked hard right on my bumper and started tailgating me. I didn't speed up. I didn't slow down. I left it right on 60. I figured if he wanted around, he could go for it at the next clear straight, and I wouldn't do a thing to discourage him.

But then we came to the first of a series of pretty sharp curves. I didn't slow down, because I didn't have to. The Jeep also didn't slow down and continued to tailgate me into the turn. Then he was sliding sideways into the other lane. My tires never even complained. I could be on a leisurely Sunday drive, and that guy was shitting his pants.

Thankfully there was no oncoming traffic. He overcorrected slightly and took his right wheels onto the shoulder, but somehow he managed to recover without going into the ditch. It was actually a pretty decent bit of driving to keep that thing upright. After that he was a bit more conservative with his speed and kept a more respectable distance from my tailpipe.

I sold my wrangler rubicon to buy my BRZ, so I am all too familiar with the world of difference in how the two drive. I feel like I've been set free from the shackles that jeep kept me in, I'll never go back. I used to take the wifes focus at every opportunity, now I look for reasons to leave the house in my car. The wife loves it too because she gets to go on more dates and enjoys the heated seats and climate control, not to mention the good mood it puts me in. :)

We are also extremely pleased with the jump from 16mpg to 28mpg and filling the tank for 25 bucks.

I have both. I kept my Cherokee because the roads around here are horrible. I use the BRZ for traveling outside the city and use the Jeep to bounce around the streets of New Orleans. And I do mean bounce.

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I don't drive my Jeep like an asshole, though.