The photos related to one of the concluding events of the saga tell the tale:
["You're going for a ride, Bub. Hop in."]
["Now, buckle up."]
["Driver, take the snail as far as a half tank of gas will go."]
The concluding event occurred on my front porch moments ago. I.e., I paid up, twice the usual fee.
["Gordie, thanks. I'll load up and be on my way."]
Pockets emptied, I realized a valuable lesson while I watched Robin drive away. Next time a snail enters my workshop I'll just put up with the slime.
Photos by GH
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