That roo reminded me of a friend who drove coaches to Darwin. On dusk a couple of Japanese tourist was talking to the driver, and asked, Will we see some kangaroos? 5 minutes later, bong bong splat. White faced, they sat down. On his first trip he was still a bit nieve, and he parked the bus facing the window of the kiosk. He walked inside, and there's the front of the bus covered in blood and guts. He moved it.
JD