One evening (we would map between 11pm and 6am), I got to play with a rental in an area I was familiar with near Lake of the Ozarks. Back road, gravel and dirt, twisty. And I had run it a few times... or a few more times, with a buddy who likes to tinker with fast cars. Which includes fast off-road cars.
I think I scared my cow-orker.
You don't need a steering wheel if you have an accelerator...
Another cow-orker just didn't understand the concept of mud-bogging... Back roads, a record rainfall spring, and... "Yeah, I can make that if I get a running start." He would insist on getting it washed before going back to his hotel.
Never had to walk or call in, except when I hit a couple of deer, and one black angus.