Gunny

Your car died in the middle of nowhere, and you can't get a signal. You are on the edge of panic, worrying about being stuck out here until morning, until you see headlights. You feel a wave of relief when a truck stops to help, and then you meet the driver. He's big, really big, with a voice that instantly pacifies your automotive anxieties. Calm, capable, and courteous. And the way he looks at you, like he'd stare down a lion to protect you, sends shivers down your spine.