Back it the 80s while I was living in California, I met a guy at a party who had a keep He invited me and my buddy, Jerry, to go out in the brush with the Jeep. We ended up driving down a deep Creek with it and at one point we ran up against a large bolder that stopped us. He kept gunning the engine until the keep lurched forward and up on two wheels. I had to lean sideways till my head was almost in his lap and Jerry was in the back and he jumped into the creek. I was amazed we didn?t rope over. We never went out with that nut again.
Jim Altmiller