Here is a classic shot from my travels in Madagascar. We spent over four hours travelling in the bowels of this ancient Peugeot and we covered little over 70 km that day.
The roads were atrocious and we had to get out every so often so the driver could get up a steep hill, across some deep ruts or across a river. It was more of an assisted walk rather than a drive.
Here the driver was negotiating a deep section of water. He would open the bonnet, disconnect the exhaust so it wouldn’t pull water into the engine and power his way across the obstacle.