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https://ift.tt/2CtbjOeNo, the truck does not have a parking brake!
I should mention that despite the fact the truck has license plates on it, I highly doubt it’s actually road-legal. Last year a brake caliper froze up going over the Petersburg Pass, and they managed to get it repaired and it passed state inspection but I do not understand how. It’s an automatic and the gear shifter doesn’t actually point to the gear it’s really in, and the frame is rusted out so bad the trailer hitch ripped off it two years ago, and in all sorts of ways it is very much a farm truck and NOT a street-legal vehicle. Oh yeah the gas line rusted out so you can only get a gallon into it at a time… So anyway. I mean, compared to past farm trucks (the one you had to hold the door closed with your arm as you drove it, the one that only drove in reverse, the one with the snapped frame so it tilted into a V and you had to climb up to get into it, the one with the hornet’s nest in the ventilation system, the Jeep that didn’t actually have a clutch… I could go on) it’s doing great but to expect it to have a working parking brake is kind of, well, something you’d only do completely sans context.
msilverstar replied to your post “a farm accident”
Wow could have been so much worse! I was expecting four new cars to be toast!
OH yeah, Sister got a bit shaky thinking about what could have happened. She saw the employees’ cars there and thought about asking them to move– but Wednesday is the really busy CSA pickup where we all have to go put our cars somewhere else, and Saturdays are more sedate, so she decided not to bother with it, and boy is she glad she didn’t. The Subaru is probably fine and she might not bother repairing it, and the Toyota, well, that employee admitted he’d been saving up for a newer car anyway because it was in such bad condition, and having an insurance payout might actually be helpful because its trade-in value was likely to be zero.
But the truck directly next to the Subaru was, like, on an order of months old, and in flawless condition, and that would have been an absolute nightmare.
(And, worst, if there hadn’t been cars there. Oh my gosh, if there hadn’t been cars there. Oh we can’t even think about what might have happened. The ditch slowed the truck a bit maybe but it would definitely not have stopped before it hit the building.)
thesacredreznor replied to your post “a farm accident”
Woah! I’m glad no one was hurt.
So are we and that’s really the important thing.
That poor apprentice is on chores this whole weekend so she’s got to keep going back out in that truck, too. She took it over by the barn and hosed it out really thoroughly, gave it a good cleaning, and it’s actually looking better than it has in a while. Just, more crunched, a bit. The Incredible Flying Chore Truck…
We’d been joking that we should have a Wall Of Fame showing previous apprentices and maybe having a couple of notable things they’d done, and she was like “oh no I’m gonna be that girl who threw the truck at some cars” and we were like “listen that doesn’t even rate on the Weird And Dumb Shit Apprentices Have Done Here” which to be fair includes some real howlers that BIL himself did. It’s a hard job and sometimes things you think are gonna work great Really Don’t.
missbuster replied to your post “a farm accident”
Holy crap. I broke my parking brake once and then never fixed it until after my master cylinder exploded on a mountain and I crept into a town so I didn’t have to brake but this is way more exciting
I once drove a 1994 Plymouth Voyager minivan 215 miles with no brakes, on the Thruway, but I had a working parking brake, and let me tell you stopping a minivan with the parking brake (foot-operated type) was not fun.)
Middle-Little sister told us a story of how she found out the e-brake on our older sister’s high school Jeep didn’t work, the hard way, with a snowbank, but she’d never had to admit that to anyone before because there’d been no damage.
It all could have been so much worse, and it’s terrifying to think of.
We delayed telling BIL about it– he was at the farmers’ market and there was nothing he could do– but after everything was fixed, Farmsister texted him a quick rundown so he wouldn’t be blind-sided. She realized that the state troopers that had come to generate the incident report so we could submit that for insurance had been visible from the road, and had been there for like an hour, so everyone going to the city of Troy from points straight east was all buzzing with “there were cops at Laughing Earth!!” and the word was bound to get to him one way or another– and in fact one person had solemnly told the apprentice there with him that they were sure everything was fine, and BIL was like ?? so it was best we notified him.
His reaction was, It is absolutely not the apprentice’s fault, it’s my fault if anything for having no better option than that shitty truck, also I will spend a few hours on the phone with the various insurances and figure out whether property or automobile is the way to go with the claims, don’t worry, I’m good at paperwork, which is practically a love letter.
He was mostly just glad our dad had viewed it as a fun logic puzzle, and confirmed he too probably would have used a similar method, with the jacks. But he would not have viewed it as a logic puzzle, he would’ve considered it a huge pain in the ass.
