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Yesterday, I went to mow Nancy and Eva's grass (two separate yards). I loaded my John Deere riding mower, the push mower, and the weed eater on my 10 feet trailer, got my bottled country ice water and took off to do that little job.
I backed up in Nancy's driveway, shut off my truck, and was going to unload the push mower when I noticed something strange. I had backed my left rear truck tire onto a stack of bricks that was about 18 inches high and about five inches wide. The tire was sitting perfectly on those bricks, but it jacked up one side of my truck. I said to myself, "Myself, what an idiot, you gotta drive off them bricks". So, I got back into my truck, cranked her up, tried to put it in Park, but the gear lever wouldn't budge!
Well, that had happened to me once before, and when I rocked the truck, the lever became unstuck. I tried that, but nothing happened. I unhooked the trailer, got the jack out of the truck, found the jack handle under the hood (it's a Ford), and tried to jack up the tire off the bricks. The jack slowly went up, as the sweat soaked my shirt. That tire hardly budged, and then I heard a cracking sound...the running board where I had placed the jack was bending. I knew I had to act fast.
I got two hammers, and began beating them bricks, trying to bust them up enough so my tire would come off them. I tore up both hammers, the handles came flying off them. I found an old wrench in my tool box, and beat them bricks some more. Suddenly, two of them broke up and my tire came resting almost on the concrete.
I got in the truck, cranked her up, held my breath, put my hand on the gear lever..and, it went into drive! I was so happy! I backed the truck up, hooked up to my trailer, and pulled forward enough so I could clean up the brick mess.
I then mowed Nancy's yard...took me longer to get the tire off the bricks than mow the grass. Oh well, that's the way it goes sometimes.
Yesterday, I went to mow Nancy and Eva's grass (two separate yards). I loaded my John Deere riding mower, the push mower, and the weed eater on my 10 feet trailer, got my bottled country ice water and took off to do that little job.
I backed up in Nancy's driveway, shut off my truck, and was going to unload the push mower when I noticed something strange. I had backed my left rear truck tire onto a stack of bricks that was about 18 inches high and about five inches wide. The tire was sitting perfectly on those bricks, but it jacked up one side of my truck. I said to myself, "Myself, what an idiot, you gotta drive off them bricks". So, I got back into my truck, cranked her up, tried to put it in Park, but the gear lever wouldn't budge!
Well, that had happened to me once before, and when I rocked the truck, the lever became unstuck. I tried that, but nothing happened. I unhooked the trailer, got the jack out of the truck, found the jack handle under the hood (it's a Ford), and tried to jack up the tire off the bricks. The jack slowly went up, as the sweat soaked my shirt. That tire hardly budged, and then I heard a cracking sound...the running board where I had placed the jack was bending. I knew I had to act fast.
I got two hammers, and began beating them bricks, trying to bust them up enough so my tire would come off them. I tore up both hammers, the handles came flying off them. I found an old wrench in my tool box, and beat them bricks some more. Suddenly, two of them broke up and my tire came resting almost on the concrete.
I got in the truck, cranked her up, held my breath, put my hand on the gear lever..and, it went into drive! I was so happy! I backed the truck up, hooked up to my trailer, and pulled forward enough so I could clean up the brick mess.
I then mowed Nancy's yard...took me longer to get the tire off the bricks than mow the grass. Oh well, that's the way it goes sometimes.
Just be thankful you were at Nancy's house. If you had been in the boonies where I usually go you'd been SOL
Just be glad you weren't at my house. I have those bricks stacked for a project and I would have been PO'd.
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