I flew into Denver years ago to meet some family and then drive up to Wyoming to spread my father's ashes at a Ranch he grew up at. When I arrived they had Nissan Altima for me and when I was finalizing everything the Supervisor walked by and said "You're going to Wyoming, you want to Upgrade to a pickup?" And I was like, "Why pay extra, I'm going to a Funeral?"
Fast Forward two days later and I'm on a muddy two-track with 7 other cars following the Caretaker through the property, slinging mud everywhere and banging the undercarriage off rocks. Two car washes later I drive the car back in and throw the keys while the guy is staring at some grass still stuck under the bumper I had missed. And I'm like "Yeah I probably should have gotten the truck."