Yeah. Who doesn’t like tubing?
When I was a youngster, we used to tie a tube behind the four-wheeler and drag each other around the hills behind my buddy’s house. The object, if you were driving, was to try to get the other guy the hell off. And, of course, if you were on the tube, the idea was to stay on.
After a while, the sharp turns and bumps didn’t do it. So, naturally, the only thing to do was to cut the turn so that the rope wrapped around a fence post and then that fucker had no choice but to let go.