In 1993 while crossing the Barkly Tablelands I stayed at a roadside stop. I threw a groundsheet and sleeping bag on the open ground
beside my car (this is before "Wolf Creek" was made) and after dinner, fell asleep. I was woken by something running over me.
Fortunately it wasn't a road train, it was this Long-haired Rat, a species that may become very abundant after good rains.
I think it was critiquing my diet.