I had taken mums tiny little car down the old road I found the other day. I was trying to get to where the flowers were in a large wide mass clear of trees, but the track became quite narrow, the brush hanging thick over the road and the buffel grass clumps in the road becoming a mid wheel drive over so as not to disloge anything underneath. I decided to pull up and walk on through. About 50mts in I remembered the sign that said 'beware cattle' with an image of a cow flipping a car and I thought maybe I will push on with mums tiny little car. I ventured forth the fingers of the brush grazing like unwanted advances, making me flinch. The light was failing, the sun was dropping quickly and it was thinking if I don't find a bit of dirt to turn on I am going to be doing a Mr Bean 97 point turn in the dark, and I thought to myself, if only you knew mum, the places I take your tiny little car ha ha.
