They sit on the road’s shoulder or sometimes in the driving lane. Steel jaws opened wide; razor sharp teeth gleaming in the sunlight. Roadside alligators – unsightly shreds or tire fragments.
Flashing lights and blaring sirens signal an emergency. Cars stopped. No one moving. There is activity up ahead. Car doors open. Clusters begin to form. People emerge and see.
Standing 1,142 feet high Uluru or Ayers Rock glows red at dawn and sunset. But this is not Uluru. It is just one fantastic quilt.