You've seen this one placed on the rear of Matt Field's C6 for the past year, where you've seen it shrouded in smoke, flying through the air, and rolling across the track. It's the one that takes a licking and keeps on ticking.
Look, ‘possums might not win any beauty pageants, but they’ve got one helluva survival instinct—kinda like your uncle who somehow keeps getting free refills in that same styrofoam cup at the corner store.