Critter restored a tractor just like this one a few years ago and this is the workhorse of the farm.Well, to maintain a tractor born in 1949 it takes work and money and parts that can't be picked up at your local store. The brakes went out on the tractor and it's not a big deal because you can ride the clutch thingy and it will come to a slow stop and we have no hills at the farm so no big deal.
Our farm is about a mile from our house in town and we have on occasion driven the tractor home by way of the back roads. The back road has one of those old one car width wooden bridges that goes over a small creek. The bridge is located on a curve and steep hill and on a blind corner.
So last year, I was helping Critter out and drove the tractor home. He didn't know that I was bringing it home and I didn't think to much about it. THAT IS UNTIL-
I was headed down the hill onto the scary ass bridge at about 25 miles an hour on a tractor that has no power steering and NO BRAKES!
Critter didn't think it all that important to tell me the brakes had gone out.
He now says you can drive that bridge at night and can still hear screams of a woman cursing like a sailor and little girl all at the same time.
What a great spooky story to tell around a campfire! Did you do like Fred Flintstone to get it to stop?
ReplyDeleteDebbie
You guys are something else. Always something going on. You seem to have a fun life. :)
ReplyDeleteYes, by the grace of GOD I made it over the bridge. I had to change pants as soon s I got home. :-)
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! Glad you made it ok. Nothing scarier than no brakes.
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