One of the main duties of being a bloke is to pretend we can all drive like Michael Schumacher at the weekend. But the closest most of us get to an adrenalin rush in the car is reaching out for remote control only to find the batteries are flat and the neighbourhood is closed for the night. Beside having to walk the lengthy two metres back and forth from the tv and couch for the rest of the night, men don’t seem to mind that life is not always such a thrill. It’s also good to know you don’t need to be racing expert to get a rush. First off, there’s the Playstation, which is fine for a while but, deep down, we all know it’s a loser’s game. Still, shoehorn most of us in a rally car and there’ll be more prangs than in Bangkok during a traffic light ,malfunction. So how to put the fun back into fanging?  By getting off our collective onto an ATV(All Terrain Vehicle), the fun buggy that hit Asia’s shores. They’re like shrunken monster trucks, sprouting handlebars, and much like a giant overgrown roller-skate. Nothing seems to flap an ATV throughout per trip; with enough spiked tyres you could almost ride one up Mount Everest. Whether the rider could stay mounted or return without an oversized swollen butt are a whole other painful experience awaiting the ATV rider. Still, there’s a sense of oneness with the machine-a synergy that is very rare in the world of buggies and bikes and all the other wacky road travel contraptions. Anything feels possible after a while, even for the laziest slob. Any fat, idle layabout can have a leg over an ATV and feel as graceful and exuberant as a gazelle on a trampoline.