My father and grandfather had one of the AC pull types that had the bagger instead of the bin. When I was just a kid, I'd ride it and watch the bags filling up, when they got full, I'd yell for my dad to stop, and he's come and tie the bags. Later on I got older and learned to tie them. My father did a lot of custom combining with it, as there weren't many in this part of the country.
What's left of it is still sitting in a woods on the back side of the farm.
