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__________________ Lori (& Dave, my spirit guide) - FMCA #F419886 | RV/MH Hall of Fame Lifetime Member 2018 Phaeton XSH 40 IH & 2014 CRV EX-L AWD, My iRV2 Photo Albums 2006 Bounder 36Z, 2004 Cougar 285EFS 5-r, 2000 Aerolite 25FBR TT There is great need for a sarcasm font.
On an aside . During construction of my house , I was picking up concrete blocks for a retaining wall; 45 lbs each . I knew my 1/2 ton P/U payload and the yard kid at the building supply helped me load 20 . When I said I'll see you tomorrow for more, he said " Why not stack them up , you've got lots of room !"
99DSDP 3884, Freightliner, XC, CAT 3126B, 300 HP /ALLISON 3060
2000 Caravan toad, Remco & Blue Ox.
About 1978 or there about I got on the freeway and came on a full size Mercury station wagon. Remember then they were the size of the Queen Mary.
The tail gate was down and the rear filled with studs and some insulation stuffed in. On the roof was maybe 15-20 sheets of plywood, tied down with a couple pieces of twine. And were are driving into a gusty headwind.
I stood on the gas and passed him. I no sooner passed him and was watching him in the mirror, the twine breaks and plywood starts to unload over the rear. He slams on the brakes and the rest of it shoots across the hood.
Back in 1967 I needed some gravel for the end of my driveway.
A friend staying with us had a 1951 Ford stepside pickup with tires so old I thought one could see thru the cracks to the other side.
Got a quote from a gravel yard about two miles away than included a $20 delivery charge--more than the gravel itself.
My friend says he will haul it. OK (duh)
Got to the place to load the gravel and the guy wasn't too happy. He raised the bucket as high as he could and then quick dumped the gravel into the truck. The truck squatted down hard and the tires bulged out--a LOT.
My friend hit his head so hard on the ceiling he almost passed out.
We started home, had to make four 90* turns. Turned out I had to sit on the right front fender in order to keep the wheels on the ground so we could turn the corners.
Oh, the tires didn't blow. I didn't fall off. The cop didn't give us a ticket. But he was laughing his A55 off the whole time he followed us home.
Many, many years ago when I was young and stupid instead of old and stupid there was a place about ten miles from my home that would sell you a yard of concrete in a trailer that you could pull home, dump, and bring the trailer back. The trailer was weighted so that there was very little weight, if any, on the tongue, so it could be pulled with just about anything that'd pull it -- theoretically.
I pulled it home with my 1600cc Pinto. I'm surprised now that they even agreed to let me leave with it. But I got it home and returned and continued driving the little car for another year or so.
Back in early 1978 my partner and I built a 2 story duplex on one of the 5 saltwater lagoons in California doing as much of the work as we could to learn the business. We needed about 2/3 of a yard of sand.
I got in my 1977 rotary-engined Mazda pickup and went to go get some. One bucket full from the front-end loader just fit. He said it was a third of a yard.
The ride on the drive back was quite comfortable re: the suspension, the power and the steering. I was such a rookie driving my first pickup and its first heavy load I didn't have any idea what to expect.
After we shoveled the sand out I was ready to go get the rest of the sand. My partner tried hard to convince me his Ford F-150 would be much better suited than my little Mazda. I was skeptical but I took his truck to quiet him down.
Big mistake. When the same amount of sand was dumped in his much larger bed the truck squatted noticeably. The drive back to the jobsite was no fun at all. I had to drive quite slowly as the front end was very light and the steering was squirrelly. I never drove his truck again.
I learned much later his truck was considered a 1/2 ton and mine was a 3/4 ton. I really loved that rotary-engined pickup. I later got an RX-2 and an RX-7. They all were a blast to drive; almost as much fun as the DW's Kia Soul. She always gives me that "don't you dare" look when we're at a stop light next to a young squirt in a Camaro or a Mustang.
2005 Monaco Knight 40PLQ; Cummins 8.3L ISC330, Pacbrake, Allison 3000, Roadmaster RR8R, ScanGauge D, 2004 Kawasaki Vulcan VN750(Geezer Glide) on a Versahaul carrier pulling a 2013 Kia Soul+; 2.0L, 6 speed Sport shifter(great car) on an American Car Dolly(great dolly.)