After seeing some of their spills, I thought a lot would be out for the count, but they seemed ok enough to get up and run like hell outta the way.
This is way off track, but after noticing a few of them shake their heads then walk away, reminded me of a bloke just out from Holland back about 40 years ago who went ferreting for rabbits - after he'd bagged about 30 he took them home and proceeded to pull them out one by one, wring their necks and toss them onto a heap over his shoulder.
Trouble was he didn't wring 'em far enough and, like the car drivers, they shook their heads and took off
