Oh, my! I went once, like 40 years ago. Hated it. What is it with Southerners and mud???? People tearing up perfectly good trucks to slosh through mud — just nuts to me. They pay more for their trucks than their mobile homes and then blow up their engines racing through mud.
I would later have a home in the country about a mile from a redneck bar that had a permanent mud hole in the back — the bar was there when we built our house but not the mud hole — probably would have rethought our location if it had been. Every Saturday night the air was filled with the sound of whining truck engines and drunken yelling and whooping. In the morning, the road by the bar, which we had to use to get in and out of our neighborhood, was littered with whiskey bottles and beer cans. Sometimes people would be sleeping off their liquor in their cars or trucks; sometimes they wouldn’t make it that far and would be laying on the grass by the parking lot. Vomit was often present.
And, people wonder why I wanted to move to the city!!!