I broke a driveshaft in the woods one night climbing a deeply rutted hill. I asked my buddy to hop out of the passenger seat and hand me a wrench. With the tires in a rut, the ground was even with the upper body tub. He climbed up to get out, then walked around to the back of the Jeep and placed a hand on the corner above the tail light to jump down. Little did he know, my High Lift was mounted to the gas can rack hanging from the back of the Jeep. The foot plate caught his pants at the knee and ripped them open all the way to his crotch. It nearly removed his scrotum as well. He laid in the rut in agonizing pain and all I could offer him was a cold adult beverage. Rather than drinking it, he put it between his legs. He is now 32 and has no kids.