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The perils of driving at night on an island road leave Rab in the dark

November 26 2019

It is dark, so dark, so black and cold and uncomfortably alien. I peer ahead but can hardly see a thing. I’ve lost my bearings. Suddenly, from out of the terrifying mirk, two huge bright eyes appear and head straight towards me. I struggle to contain my panic. This could be the end of me. Me who had so much to give to the world. Me who … well, you get my drift.