The Savanna - By Noah

Vroom! The savanna is an amazing place but also deadly, there are shuncalunps and shubbavaps that could swallow you whole. It's been going well so far, we saw an elephant that was painted purple. I was thinking about going back home when a raincloud rolled above us and from there everything went downhill; one of tyres popped, the windows shattered. After that one of our group members played on his violin to make everyone energized and happy when suddenly we saw the legendary shuart-vein running along the savanna.  Quickly we  took a photo of it, finally ready to return home.


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