I drive a Volkswagen Beetle, which I love. I always wanted one, and even though it is an incredibly impractical vehicle when you have two children, I still love to drive it. I was en route to work this morning, when I saw a young brother and sister, walking to school, and they appeared to be fighting... exchanging jabs back and forth. I considered pulling the car over, and telling them to love each other a little more when I realized that they were both looking at me, and that my car was actually the instigator in the punching. They were doing "punch bug" back and forth. It is ironic how such a peaceful, happy little car can cause so much pain.