Friday night- when an hour long trip turned into a three hour nightmare. NZ gravel once again took its toll with a 180 degree spin on back country roads, careering down a half metre bank in slow motion to come to a standstill precariously perched on a lean with flat tyre and night fast approaching. All occupants dazed but fine. A quick text to the south island buddy for tyre changing assistance . Tyre promptly changed with some skill. But no the axle was stuffed, mobile phones in motion the car written off and parents to the rescue. Alls well that's ends well.