Hm.
Well, can there be one vote for 'getting where ever the **** you need to go'?
No, not really, since I've never wheeled for fun. It was fun while I was doing it, but mainly I was trying to get somewhere. I'm the type that looks at the top of that hill like it's somewhere that I need to get to, and I get there.
You guys would be amazed the places I took my fwd 85 subaru station wagon after I wrecked my four-runner. I took it though icy muddy ruts made by a lifted f-250 that were about 10 to 16 inches deep with snow tires and speed alone. "Oh shit, third gear. Please stay on exhaust, please." Not for a short distance either, a few miles, riding the ruts.
Or taking my four-runner into a random stream in canada. The water ended up flowing over the roof and windshield and I just pinned the throttle.
Just places I needed to get to.