i`ll start. as some know, i live on a farm. next to my yard is the indian corn and pop corn. they grew too tall for me to see the fields and watch the nature. i was estatic to find a pathway that would accomadate my scooter. i thought it would anyway. the first evening out there i steered into a rut and tipped over(nott the first time). i was out of sight from the house and my cell phone was out of reach. my son finally saw me and my wife and bro in law uprighted me. the mosquitos were out and i fell on a pricker bush. at least i got a story out of it. your turn.