The Ryno Pen

A big “G’day” to the person who was travelling over the speed limit, westward on one of the main arterials in Toowoomba about sunset on Sunday. You were hard to notice because your headlights weren’t on, but your parking-lights were at least in constant motion (with the rest of the car) from lane to lane as you zipped in and out of other traffic.

It was only a passing acquaintance; just long enough to notice you had no front number plate, that you appeared to be a woman, and that there may have been a baby capsule in the rear of your car. (As I said, the sun was below the horizon, {meaning your damn headlights should have been on}, and it was hard to see much inside as you zipped round us.)

The irony of your sole numberplate (the personalised one that proclaimed your love of Earth, and presumably its environment) wasn’t lost on us. We chuckled as you zoomed past, knowing that your car was expending energy just so you could go that bit faster than everybody else.

By the way, you ought to see what Clarkson says about your car!

Anyway, O Friend Of Earth, this one’s for you…

I mean, think about the physics of it all. You were still wasting energy like there was no tomorrow: the acceleration has to come from somewhere, mungbean!

^{Late edit to change title, and substitute current graphic for old one, which was http://rynosseros.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/pious.jpg}