Q, which had snaked the battery out of the mudhole in a hurry, was coming on a dead run in order to be on time for the charge.
Every mile or so we had to plunge through a quagmire, equal to the worst South African mudhole, which is saying a great deal.
There's been enough rubbers lost in that mudhole to about fill it, so it won't take much to fill it up.
More than six years I lived near a mudhole that dried up in July.
But I will say that this amphibian of yours steers more like a loaded truck in a mudhole than an honest-to-goodness plane!
