She-it!!! 6-wheel drive, helluva lot of clearance, and look at the tread on those wheels.
Y'all need to get a good ol' Southern boy at the controls of that there thing, and stand back. He'll get in, get through, an' get out before you can say "Jack Daniels"!!
All that g--damned education and they don't know what the hell they got - a reglar spitfire of a mudder. SOB'd go through anything 'n' probly pull out a 30 pound bigmouth in the process.
They say the gravity's lighter, sort of like what ya feel after 2 6-paks. If'n I were them, I'd just hope the mother has good brakes, 'cause it should flat fly!