I took a wrong turn in Moab in my former Xterra, which at the time was almost new. The trail led us to water and the last 1/4 mile of it or so was thick brush that when it hit the sides made that heavy "clunk" and then the dreaded "squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" as it dragged along the sides. And this was hundreds, hundreds of hundreds of branches. I just pushed through - because I didn't care. My wife was cringing, like nearly fetal in the seat with her eyes squeezed shut because the sound was so gawdawful, and I was just happily blasting down this trail to see where it went. It ended in the water, so then I got to do it again on the way out. The paint was hosed, and I really didn't care.
No pics of that.
But gratuitous Xterra pic!!!!