So you all know about me and my little guys off road shenanigans in the four wheel drive I bought recently ........(that momma has pretty much taken over by the way).....but if momma ain't happy nobody is ,so it's ok ...gives me an excuse to buy another ....anyways I was taking the lil guy to school and at around 55 mph an ungodly knock started to be heard over the stereo ......my body got cold and I shit my pants a lil bit thinking FUCK!!!....I keep the maintenance tip top on all my rides ...needless to say it was a quiet ride to school babying the ride the rest the way .......so I drop my boy off told him to kiss as many cute girls as possible and that chubby girls need lovin to ....when I was walking back to the truck I was already thinking crate motor cost because of the knock .....literally as I was hopping up into my car ,, the parking lot safety guy at the school ....who I call Paul Blart ...asks me if I've been off-roading ....immediately I deny it because I had just hosed off my ride the night before and I thought maybe he saw my shenanigans the prior day with my boy near the school ,,which is way out in the cuts ....well then he shared the fact that I happen to be dragging half a fucking tree along with me under the truck ....sooooo ya that was the knock ...after the tree/very large branch was removed so was the knock .......lol talk about relief ........