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I remember a family trip to Monterey loaded with 4 of us kids. The oldest being about 8 with Mom & Dad in the '47 Chevy 2dr with tutone paint. Lost a single blade off of a 4 blade fan, it went through the fender and cut the wiring harness to the headlights. Shook like a cow crapping razor blades. Dad stopped and broke out the tool box that he always carried and cut the opposing blade off with his hacksaw. We entertained ourselves a a roadside amusment park. An hour and a half later off we went like nothing had happened.
Rick
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Rick
As you slide down the Banister of Life, may the splinters never be pointing the wrong way
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