My stomach turns thinking about the "gravel rash" that will follow.........#10.... you can't look at it ... and yet can't look away.... gonna hurt real bad.
I worked in Ivory Coast (building a sugar refinery in a very remote part) in the 70s and our (English) site manager had a company pick-up. At knock-off, the locals would pile onto the back of his pick-up in the hope of a ride to their nearby villages. He'd drive around into an open area and drive in tightening circles. People flew off in all directions and when he was down to a sensible load he'd shoot off. It became the afternoon sport. Locals thought that it was great sport.Love the overloaded truck. Reminded me of a favourite double decker bus conductors saying when I was a bairn ..."Room for one on top"![]()