Popped my cherry.
Just a short story of how I spent my Satdee night:
After an exhausting night shift on Friday, I decided I was going to relax on Sat night, and do nothing. Well.....about dusk I took a couple of video's back to the store. I was driving back home with the stereo pumping, when I thought I'd have a quick cruise through a dirt track not far from my place where a lot of dirt bikes play. Got there, and was happily screaming around in the soft dirt when I found this little mud depression. It was a hole about 2 metres deep, 3 metres wide, and 5 long. Very wet. Without even blinking I drove straight for it. Once the mud stopped falling from the sky, I found myself sitting still right in the middle of the hole. Doh!
Low 4WD? Nope. Just spinning. Ok, inventory, what do I have to help? I looked around the inside of my Jeep. 1 x wallet, 1 x fuel receipt, and.....um.... nothing else.
I hopped out to have a look, and sank straight to my knees. After an hour trying to dig myself out with my hands, I decided to walk home and ring a mate to help. How far? Well, it was only about 1k in a straight line, but in the way is a crocodile park, that also happens to have a few lions in it. After about another hour of walking around the outskirts of this park, suffering goose bumps the whole way listening to those damn lions, and continually looking behind me 'cause I heard footsteps, I got home and rang the mate. "Sure" he says, cackling happily. Damn Nissan owners. Anyways, we got to the turnoff, and he had to look for the 4wd lever, as he'd never taken his Patrol off-road before! A short drive and we find my Jeep. I'm sure it was smiling. Probably quite happy being covered in mud. Took about 1 minute to skull-drag it out. Oh well, lesson learnt. Next time I'll drive faster so inertia gets me through!!
Now I don't consider myself a mud virgin. I aim to be a mudstud!
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