Ach du lieber, every time I drive down I-35 it looks less like a highway and more like a rolling car dealership from another planet. Texas is the land where trucks rule, SUVs multiply like jackrabbits, and every once in a while you see some poor fella squeaking by in a tiny hatchback that looks like it got lost on its way to Munich. The Texas Truck Religion If Bavaria has its beer steins and brass bands, then Texas has…