The first group I started riding with allways goes at night, through really soupy stuff, I dont like not seeing where im going and allways wiping crap off the headlights. Also I remember one night we got too far outside our normal territory and ended up in someones backyard, we saw the flashing police lights, saw the spotlight scanning the woods, and im sure he heard 8 quads plowing off into the dark woods. We spent the rest of the night trying not to get too close to a road, because he was driving around waiting for us to come out. Luckily we parked the trucks at a friends house or he would have just waited there. We all got away, I never went back. Thats not for me.