I’m on my way to a clandestine business meeting in my Mercedes; we had pre-picked a secluded pathway in the woods in which to drive along and meet when the call came through.  As I approach a part of the pathway, I notice a lot of mud, so I call the person and tell them I’m not going that way.  I proceed to turn around and drive elsewhere, but my car gets stuck.  I am rather ill about the ordeal because I’m getting my beautiful car filthy!  At first I try to take it easy so I don’t get it too muddy, but then I let the tires spin a little more as I realize I’m not getting out of this.