Facepalm

My mother-in-law is one of these. She drives a 4WD jeep, which has never willingly been off of the pavement. They were doing some construction outside of her neighborhood, and the turn into her street was filled with gravel for a few months while the concrete was torn up. She would slowly crawl over the gravel section at like half a mile an hour, because she was afraid of breaking something on her jeep. Even I went faster than she did, and I drive a midsize sedan.

My wife and I joked that she could have hopped the curb and driven across the adjacent field, and still made it to the main road faster than if she had creeped across the gravel.