Yes, many times. It wasn't even seen as a bad thing until I was in my 20's. There was absolutely no stigma against it whatsoever in my community (Rural Alberta).
People here used to drive on the train tracks so they could find their farms easier when hammered to fuck. It was basically a rite of passage to have flipped a truck once or twice. I've tipped beers at cops who have tipped beers at me, and I've both initiated and reciprocated such exchanges.
I often used to drive on the highway drunk as fuck, using only my knee while drinking and smoking hash from a bong, that was my ritual on the way to the bar that I would also drive home from.
I stopped fucking around in vehicles completely after being in a few accidents (I wasn't driving).
In the prairies any direction you go in can be a potential runaway lane, but a telephone pole is a telephone pole.
I stopped screwing around behind the wheel before the M.A.D. campaign even really fired up, so the shift in culture kind of just whooshed over me, I don't know when it happened but that community I came up in is now zero tolerance for that kind of thing, from anybody.
On public roads, obviously. People still enjoy an adult beverage or two out on the combines on their own property of course, because that's just kind of like a chocolate/peanut butter situation that has to happen now and then.
