
In a similar vein, one of the wildest rides I've ever been on was being in the backseat of a Citroen 2CV, driven by a crazy Belgian, as it stormed along "roads" through fields near Brussels. The "roads", hard packed dirt and usually driven on by tractors, have been in use for years, so much so that the fields around them have slowly grown until they're higher than the "roads". Imagine a flat, dirt bobsled course and you have the idea. I don't think we got over 50 miles an hour, but it felt like three hundred. . .