Terrible Crocodile of Uberaba

I just like writing that, Terrible Crocodile of Uberaba. I like saying it. It sounds like something you would encounter in one of those movies I used to sit around watching with my mother on the old black and white on rainy Saturday afternoons in the sixties. To get to King Solomon's Mines or to Journey to the Center of the Earth, you'd first have to get by the terrible crocodile of Uberaba. The grizzled guides would look over their shoulders and spit when Stewart Granger or James Mason mentioned it, and half the native porters would desert in the night. That it's really a recently discovered prehistoric Brazilian crocodile makes it no less cool.