Tunnel Run

Spotted a low bridge obstacle right ahead: the tangled legs of the heavy wooden picnic bench. A fallen pinecone blocked the narrowest clearance. No braking! Dropped into high gear and charged the opening. My front bumper slammed squarely into the pinecone, kicking it spinning across the flagstones. Clearance got tight, brushing the wooden post, but my knobby tires gripped the edge and pulled the chassis right through to the sunlit lawn. Clean run!