I was moving a factory once and out in the back lot while loading a machine. The facility next door had a crew up on the roof spreading new tar with brooms on 20' aluminum poles. One hit a power line and fried his butt throwing him off the building. Planning ahead works...
You don’t really need rear brakes. If your wheel cylinders are leaking, take a pair of Kliens and cut the main line at the pumpkin and pinch it over.
There, you’re good to go.
I once had an abraded brake line going to the right front and lost the brakes on my '66 Wagoneer. I disconnected the line and blocked it off with the head of a nail in order to get home. Worked fine as long as you were ready for a serious pull to the left. I parked the Jeep and planned to replace the line as soon as I could get to town for a replacement. My brother borrowed the Jeep (without telling me) and nearly broke his wrist when he hit the brakes. Luckily, he hadn't even gotten to the road yet. GD
After rear ending someone at a red light, a guy was asked if he was going too fast or following too close. He said neither, he didn’t have any brakes and was headed to a parts store to get brake parts.
I drank a fifth of Wild Turkey and a 12 pack of White Claw one day last week. Ground the end off my thumb, put a nice slice in the pad of my left middle finger and got a metal sliver in my eye that I got removed the next day.
That doesn't even rank, that's just a fun weekend.
I was moving a factory once and out in the back lot while loading a machine. The facility next door had a crew up on the roof spreading new tar with brooms on 20' aluminum poles. One hit a power line and fried his butt throwing him off the building. Planning ahead works...
I drank a fifth of Wild Turkey and a 12 pack of White Claw one day last week. Ground the end off my thumb, put a nice slice in the pad of my left middle finger and got a metal sliver in my eye that I got removed the next day.
That doesn't even rank, that's just a fun weekend.
I drank a fifth of Wild Turkey and a 12 pack of White Claw one day last week. Ground the end off my thumb, put a nice slice in the pad of my left middle finger and got a metal sliver in my eye that I got removed the next day.
That doesn't even rank, that's just a fun weekend.
Good for you for tapering off some.
A man's got to know when to slow down. Hell I even told the wife I'd wear safety glasses. Paint me pink and call me a puzzy.
I defended a lawsuit one time for a company that made Concrete mixers. Sand had clogged up inthe hopper so the guy thought it was a good idea to jump up and down on it to break it loose. Ended up losing both of his legs
Working all the old machinery auctions I don't know how many times I'd see some damn fool just come in and remove the conduit nut at the machine pull the conduit out along with all the slack in the wires, and then just cut them off at different lengths and leave it hanging in the air hot as can be. Load out the machine and go without saying a word.