What happened ?k0jdd said:
Floor mat trapped under the gas pedal?
Broken master cyl ? Brake line? Wheel cylinder? Front flex line ?
Defective ign. switch ?
Surely there can be no other explanation....
What happened ?k0jdd said:Sadly I could not stop. :thumbdown:
InTroubleAlltheTime said:KOJDD: This demands an investigation! /quote]
He must be banned for heresy....
It`s the heat.. 90 outdoors, 95+ in the shop.Hydriv said:Wow......................the natives sure are restless tonight, Jungle Jim.
That makes since now why he couldn't stop, he must have been handcuffed in the back seat of the "non-believers" sedan. They have stringent laws about kicking them things.k0jdd said:I seem to have broken rule number one for Cowboy's. Never kick a fresh turd on a hot day...
Ummm... Well.... Let's just say I was a passenger in the vehicle of a non-believer.
Your mission is to take your own vehicle and retrace that route to either find that person or determine that you were hallucinating due to someone slipping magic mushrooms into your sandwich. If you don't do this, you will be haunted by the memory for the rest of your life. It will age you prematurely. Certain parts of your anatomy will no longer function as they once did. You will begin to drool uncontrollably and you will come to know the meaning of the word "flaccid" as that will be your constant companion. Report your findings back here. You have until midnight August first.k0jdd said:I seem to have broken rule number one for Cowboy's. Never kick a fresh turd on a hot day...
Ummm... Well.... Let's just say I was a passenger in the vehicle of a non-believer.
Serves you right for not having your Glock 9 in your shoulder holster that day. Had you not been so forgetful, you could have told the non-believer "Turn this car around NOW, bytch." and there woild be no mystery.
What I wonder is this -- if I really saw what I think I saw, how could such a treasure be unknown to y'all?
EASY. The man does not own a computer. Guider never had a computer until last fall. I know of several Colt and Case collectors that are the same way. Just like Steve, it took years to convince them to stop using the outhouse and try out the porcelain library chair. :sidelaugh: Some of them just rely on their wives to send e-mails because their wives won't allow them anywhere near the computer. .
I figured reply #1 would be "Oh, that's Old Abe from Minnesota, we know him. He used to come to our house and eat chicken."
Nah.......no one would admit to knowing guys like that.
John
I think that is Boomer's secret stash. :sidelaugh:k0jdd said:I figured reply #1 would be "Oh, that's Old Abe from Minnesota, we know him. He used to come to our house and eat chicken."
John
Sooooooooo you've got 2 days left......... :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:Hydriv said:You have until midnight August first.
Yeah, two days, and zero excuses... :twisted:Snotrocket said:Sooooooooo you've got 2 days left......... :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:Hydriv said:You have until midnight August first.
How Come :headscratcher:k0jdd said:Here is a google map. Follow the line going EAST and keep looking to your right.
http://maps.google.com/maps?saddr=M...dPUF--imTANZYUAT6hzFrCkEZTtMCog&mra=prev&z=11
Stop in Grand Meadow and Spring Valley and ask the postal clerk, the beauty shop owner, and the bartender who owns all them CCI garden tractors.
Or do what I did, call the farm implement dealers in and around Mower County, MN and ask them.
They told me, but I ain't telling for the moment. :twisted:
Look again, it was two different trips in two different locations.cp7 said:You said CCI tractors and now your pic is of a JI Case.