My buddy drove a skidder for a logging company and one day he called and asked me to come to his work site. I wish he had told me what was going on, as I would have brought the camera!
He was going up a logging trail to where they were cutting one early Saturday morning, in the dark and noticed something in a creek he had to cross. He darn near rolled over it, but got out to see what it was. It was a full size, extended cab Dodge. Not diesel, but the only thing you could see was about 6 inches of the top of the cab, and it was covered in mud, so you couldn't really tell what it was. He took me up in the skidder to show it to me, but wouldn't tell me what he had found. Anyway, after I fell out of the bucket laughing, we commenced to pulling it out. It was all the skidder could do, and it was a BIG skidder. Eventually, he eased it out and drug it up out of the way. Water ran out of that thing for what seemed like hours! We got the license and called it in the first trip back to the loading unit. It had been reported stolen. To make a long story short, a kid had taken his dad's fairly new truck "wheeling" and buried it, literally. The kid was confronted and broke, telling the whole story. He and a buddy got stuck, and had to climb out the rear window. He said the truck just kept sinking! Anyway, he got in some serious trouble in court (we both had to testify) mainly for reporting it stolen, seems the LEO's didn't find it funny. I would assume that the ass ripping he got in court paled in comparison to the one he got when his dad got him home!