This is it then, boys, the final fling.
Best foot/paw/hoof forward.
And so, we (well, one of us) set out on the final leg of the journey.
Seriously folks, the authorities have tried just about everything short of landmines (much to the local inhabitants' disappointment) to try and stop motorists going through Crowlas like the proverbial bat out of hell.
Our top tip for crossing safely is grab a passer-by and hurl them into the road. If they aren't instantly burst then this may be the optimum time to make a dash for it!
At this point the route becomes fairly straightforward. It's a pleasant walk down a leafy lane and all you need to do is follow the tarmac.
Have faith, the end is in sight.
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