Yeah! :D
Wouldn't you like, just once, to be able to get out of the car and "check the tires" along the side of the road? I guess I'm not setting my sights very high when it comes to equality.
Seriously, the only thing I want is to be able to do what I want, and if it just happens to be a traditionally "male" role, I don't much care. I was a pall bearer for both of my grandmothers. The first time was out of necessity--a male cousin failed to show up; the second time was my dad's idea, because he thought it was neat the first time I did it. Both my grandmothers would have gotten a kick out of it, I'm sure, and they were no feminists by any stretch of the imagination.