I spent a lot of time on an old JD "B" when I was a kid. I really liked that old tractor.
I worked on a ranch in high school, and my choices for daily duty were an old Kabota, which was fine for small stuff,
a really old crank start Massey, that sucker would damn near break your arm when it started!! I hated that tractor!!
A newer yellow JD, (don't remember the number) with a front loader. That thing was a giant pos!!
And the old model B! Always started and always did what you wanted to do.
I had one spooky episode on that old tractor. I'd hauled a manure spreader, that we'd filled waaaay past full, out into a big field to spread.
The grass and weeds were pretty tall, so I didn't see the ditch the recent heavy rains had washed out in the field.
Moving along, entirely too fast, the front end dropped down into that ditch and threw me off...way out in front of the tractor!
I was laying there staring at the tractor trying to run me over!
I got out of the way, rushed over and killed it, but it had lost the spreader!
The old cowboy I worked for was a MEAN old drunk. I'm talking...whiskey for breakfast drunk. I was scared to death he'd find out. Pumped up on fear and adrenaline, I lifted the tongue of that full spreader back up on the hitch all by my 15 year old self!
Scot free!! No one will ever know!! Right...?
I got the load spread, and headed back to the farm...
Within a half hour I was curled up in excruciating pain having torn my stomach muscles!! There was no hiding it after that!