Well, shake it up, baby, now, twist and brake (twist and brake). The forces that must be required to cause this type of damage to a strong veteran/ancient Oak are staggering. This Oak must have been thrashing about, shaking and twisting, before it finally succumbed and splintered apart. What must that have sounded like? It must be a singularly terrifying and exciting spectacle/experience to behold. This part of Pinnick Wood is quite elevated and exposed, and it's clear is regularly scoured by storm winds. The woodland floor is littered with the torn boughs and discarded branches of the inhabitants, few of which don't exhibit damage to some degree, and a few which are little more than damage.
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