CLANCY OVERELL | Editor | CONTACT
Noosa local Jim Sawley likes to picture himself as a man who is capable of handling of all terrains, even though he’s about as suited to the bush as his Mazda 3 is.
While driving out West to with a couple mates to attend a wedding in Dalby, the 30-year-old tax accountant has also proven that his sense of time and distance aren’t really up to scratch.
After sitting eight metres behind a three-dog road train at 100 kilometres per hour, for an hour and a half – the nervous stand-up-paddle-boarder has done enough erratic swerves into the oncoming lane to assure himself that now might be a good time to overtake.
With his pedal flat on the metal, Jim just missed the back corner of the truck and veers dangerously into the right lane.
Now sitting at 130, the car is slowly edging its way up the side, before the driver decides to hit the brakes.
“Nah. Fuck that” Jim says to his mates in the car with him.
“That mirage looks like it’s either a ridge or blind corner. Fuck that”
With the carload now running a bit late for festivities after spending nearly two hours at the same pace as the cattle truck in front, Jim suggests pulling over for a coffee at the next servo – just to let it get a bit further in front.
