Here is said rock. It's about two feet long, and 18 inches tall. Very pointy. Very evil. Someone right in front of me swerved to miss it, and I had no choice other than to swerve myself into the big SUV right next to me. Thus, I hit the rock. Iain did finally get a ride to come get us, so I put Duncan in the stoller and took him to the closest place to eat, a smoky sports bar, while Iain put on the spare. Have you ever pushed a toddler in a stroller into a sports bar? You get some very strange looks.