IT SENDS my heart pounding faster than usual, but not in a good way. It makes my blood boil and my pulse race.

It is the taking of your dirty great big four-wheel drive into busy supermarket car parks. Car spaces in shopping centres are tight and difficult to negotiate in ordinary circumstances.

But when you have an enormous Land Rover with a huge bumper bar on one side of you, and a gigantic ute with a fearsome dog in the back on the other - and you are in a modest sedan - it is frightening to try to get out.

You can't see a thing.

RESPONSE: 4WD QUEENSLAND RESPONSES TO ANN'S OPINION

Little old ladies like me (actually I am big...but still an old lady) find it very scary to back out of tight car spaces at the best of times.

I check mirrors, look backwards, forwards, over my shoulder and then cautiously begin to reverse.

But imagine how frightening it is for me way down there in my low-slung Hyundai blinded by towering SUVs. I feel as though I am in a fathomless canyon flanked by the Rocky Mountains.

It is absolutely impossible to see what might be approaching in either direction.

I have tried going to the supermarket early and parking in spots slackers avoid because they don't like to walk a few extra metres. I find a space with no one around me and I am a happy old lady.

But by the time I get back to the car with my groceries I am surrounded by immense trucks.

I will have my revenge on you four-wheel drive owners in a few years when I am a really old lady and owner of a mobility scooter.

I will run over your toes in the supermarket and you will be too frightened of my grand age and glinting eye to say a word.