Every day I drive by a pickup truck with a sticker that says “My Other Car Is A Jet.” Which is pretty impressive, if you think about it: driving a jet. Not bad, right? Except I once saw one that had that one beat.
Back in the early 90’s, my ship was visiting Alameda, CA for some repairs. At an adjacent pier was the USS Abraham Lincoln, a massive, floating steel city. In the commanding officer’s parking space was a tiny Honda Civic with a sticker that read (wait for it): “My Other Car Is An Aircraft Carrier.”
It don’t get much bigger than that.