I once came across a large adult wombat just chilling in the middle of a single lane road in a national park. Wikipedia says they grow up to 35kg, but I swear this one was pushing 50kg; like a large bulldog crossed with a pig. He continued to waddle down the middle of the road as I swerved from side to side, trying to get him to move over so I could go around. I had places to be, and drugs to consume. He did not give a fuck. He couldn’t give one single iota of a fuck. I eventually got outta the car and chased him. The majestic chonk ran faster than I could for a solid 100 meters before he darted off into the bushes. Don’t fuck with a wombat. They are the honey badgers of Oz.