So we had a little mishap Sunday at my house.. everyone for the most part is alright, myself I am a very sore and mostly thankful..

It all started in the morning when I grabbed a load of straw to put on the freshly planted lawn, no issues until I went to start the truck again after the first load. Truck won't start, starter seems locked up... damn thing is only a couple weeks old... blood boils a little.

I finish off getting the straw with the 4-wheeler and wagon.. finish that and turn my attention to said irritation... took the starter loose.. yep locked up tight.. remove it and send the wife to the auto parts store before they close. She gets it there.. they test it.. seems to work fine and will not replace it.. of course we all know that it must have a flat spot.. which I confirmed this morning.. anyway.. not the main focus of the story.

Wife returns the starter.. I go to put it back in.. break the power wire putting it in... don't have the parts to repair the wire and auto parts store is closed... however I have a load of gravel coming in the spot that the truck sits... hmmm need to move it until Monday so gravel can be dumped.. I and the son can push the vehicle.. daughter can run the brakes.. we run through a test run of her applying the brakes.. solid plan.. we only need to move it about 5 to maybe 10 feet and then I will get in and steer it down the steep driveway...

We get the truck moving onto the driveway.. yell to have daughter apply the brakes... she panics.... not good.. not good at all.. both sides to the driveway have pretty good drop offs.. one side with larger trees one side with lilac bushes... heading straight for the lilac brush.. Daughter screaming.. I am latched onto the bumper of the truck trying to get it to stop.. had it close to stopping when it caught the steeper grade.. But I wasn't letting go... at the end of the deal.. I got drug about 70 feet across the gravel.. the truck is scratched from front to back on the passenger side.. daughter fine.. son enjoyed the "truck skiing" and Dad lying in a heap on the driveway.. cut up and extremely sore in the upper body...

Lessons learned...

1) Daughters panic...yet she managed.
2) Never attempt such an act with kids filling a primary role..
3) Dad is no longer invincible and definitely not as strong as he once was..

4) Never give the wife something to hold over you.. I am the official bonehead of the house this week.. :lol:

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Lol. That was a pretty great story. Glad that everything ended well.

The repair costs ought to be stacking up this way, though. If I where you, I'd stay clear of the car untill it's completely fixed, or you might just break another thing on it.

Actually.. I fixed the truck Sunday night yet with a couple of parts from Dad's shop... starter worked well Sunday night.. this morning... had to tap it with the hammer to get it to go... O'Reilly's just got the brunt end of it this morning.. needless to say.. a new starter is sitting at the parts house for me to pick up today..

It is the old beater truck that I drive back and forth to work... take hunting and don't really get worked up if I get door dings, etc in... paid for and keeps running.. cheap transportation...

Worst issue is the broken antenna.. haven't got to the junk yard yet to replace it... piss poor reception on the AM band.. which means no sports talk radio on the ride in... gotta get to the junkyard soon or I may go a little "mad"... 😉

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May I suggest...

LOL... that may have come in handy... lol.. but the screaming version holding onto the back bumper must have been comical from a distance.. 😉

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No one asked, but why wasnt wife doing the brakes?

She was inside watching Son #2.. actually giving him a bath for the evening..

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Your blessed.

It could have ended real bad. Thank God it did not.

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I agree with RP.
When something bad happens, and in the end everyone is still there to talk about it, it ended well.
Gee.......i thought that "bionic" leg could do ANYTHING! LOL!

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Just wait until I am forced to return to the doctors office for parts...

I am going to ask for a powered leg with a graffling hock and winch on it.. a 2 ton capacity as well.. :lol:

Yes I am lucky that my Daughter and son walked away unharmed.. and yes I probably am a bonehead.. and yes I have learned another lesson that hard way.

But in the end.. as with all things that have happened in my life.. I have to find a silver lining in it and some humor.. because if I don't... I think I would shell up, quit and become a basket case.

I live my life one way.. full throttle forward with the knowledge of the past as a reference. Only way I know how..

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