Late Sunday a.m.
Heading to the track for t-n-t
Towing an earlier version of the car in my avatar with a '65 Econoline van, (inline 6 banger...3 on the tree) on my open trailer.
As I was going through this one little ol' town....(grand total of 2 stop lights)....I found myself in between those lights, with the second one turning yella............
I stepped on the brakes......nuttin' happened....
I stepped Harder on the brakes.....still nuttin' happened...(the trailer w/car was heavier than the van
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then I literally STOOD on the brake pedal and yanked the shifter into low gear........I "finally" got things to whoa right in the middle of the intersection......and looked to my right....where a State Trooper was laughing his backside off at my plight........I sat down and shrugged my shoulders towards him.....and he just waved me on through the light....
(jeez, I miss that little ol' van....
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