The Titanic is still here.
Against the sun I protect your eyes and am often worn on the face of spies
In a tunnel of darkness lies a beast or iron.
It can only attack when pulled back.
What is it?
Long and thin red within with a nail at the end.
I am owned by Old McDonald.
I roam through the lands hoping to rescue my love. I search high and low and will stomp on you if you get in my way!