Not actually a PJ, rather something I did inadvertently, back in 1990.
From my 20's to my 30's I was big on off-roading and Land-Rovers.
At the time I had a Series III 88' Land-Rover. Sometimes I put the spare wheel over the bonnet.
For those less familiar with it, it looked like this
One late afternoon I was travelling through the country side to go visit with my paternal grandfather.
In a small village, the main road is downhill (the way I was going), and it crosses a train track.
Obviously the track is level.
Out of boredom, and familiar with the outstanding suspension flexibility (albeit hard), instead of coasting, I gunned it in 3rd gear.
While up in the air I spot a pedestrian walking towards me on my side of the road (country side road, no walkway).
I still remember the terror in is face as he jumped blindly onto a heap of brambles.
It must have taken a while for him to get out of there. He's probably still trying to hunt me down.
Before you brand me as a reckless driver, let me clarify that he was never in danger from me, he was not on my path. He was only terrified by the psychological effect of being surprised by the sight of a roaring Series III Land-Rover flying in his general direction.
And no I would not do that today.