I drive very badly, I can hardly turn. Once a long time ago I bought a normal such a big big "as in adults". I walk in the village along the street and suddenly I start to stop (I will not explain it in a fig) and I finally stop when a big, no... unbiasedly big pile of weed appears on my left hand. Now imagine everything in a slow shooting - the girl on the big slowly and elegantly rolls to the pile of debris and begins to fall on it, then shakes on it along with the big, without showing any emotions and attempts to somehow avoid it. What it was I will not understand until now.)