Shattered

A busy day.
First, an enemy agent took out my back window as I commuted to the Bat Cave. My highly-trained reflexes meant that I swerved across the road, drove down a large pipe (going completely upside down at one point), across a large, curvy roof, along a dried up river bed and round and round an empty multi-storey car park. Having lost my pursuer, I went to work.
It was the pixie trail at lunchtime.
Then, after football in the evening, it was off to BandQ and Ikea to prepare for tomorrow's Manly activities.