140 km south of Charters Towers another Skippy hell bent on suicide dashed across the road while I was warily slowing down and watching another Skippy on the roadside.
The cracked bumper meant not caring a bit about the mark I'd put on it at Walgett.
It broke the fog light mounts but I'll fix it back again later despite them not being something I ever use.
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