I live out here on a gravel road, far out in the middle of nowhere. Earlier this spring, when the frost came out of the ground, the road was reduced to gooey mud for a few days. Not for nothing do I have a Jeep with four wheel drive!
After it turned muddy the road dried out, but with soft spots here and there. Hit one of those soft spots going too fast, and you were in danger of losing control. Earlier this week a neighbor mentioned to me that down the road several miles, some of those soft spots had developed into ruts at least six inches deep. So it was with relief that I noticed the other day that a maintainer was at work, plowing up and down the road. I see they've dumped new gravel in places too.