... Here I was "trying" to be sneeky (like Barb at the DLN-1
) and was going to just show up....had Peggy all nice and secured in her rolling barn/stall, and me and my son Jordan left out from my buddy Tim's place at about noon on Wednesday. I pulled into a gas station to top off the go-juice so that I could be sure to make it to Chatanooga, TN to meet up with a friend of mine who was going to come up with us.
After paying for the gas and walking back towards the truck and trailer, I noticed a puddle under the rear end of the truck....I crawled under the truck and could see the leaking pinion. Awwww...Dayammmm
I moved away from the pumps, kinda out of the way of other traffic, grabbed a couple of tools and checked the fluid level of the rear end...I could not touch any fluid. (then again, as hot as the chunk was, I could'nt have felt any fluid anywho
) Its a good thing that Summit Racing Equipment chose that particular exit to build their southern retail store.
I risked life and limb crossing four lanes of traffic, on foot, and went over there and got a couple of quarts of Mr Lucas's finest gear oil and hot footed it back across the street to the truck and trailer. After pouring "almost" one quart in the fill hole, oil started pouring out and I deemed that task completed...buttoned things back up and then noticed another leak that wasn't rear end related....I had also developed a brake line leak
Long story...blah blah blah...this that and the other...I decided to turn around and limp back home and not risk being stranded along side the road with a burnt up rear end. I did get the brake line fixed, with the help of an Advanced Auto Parts employee named Rick...(Wow, Man...THANKS for the helping hand!!
As much as I HATE not being able to see yoose guys, I REALLY, REALLY HATE the fact that I am also going to miss seeing my older brother, Marty, who was going to surprise "ME"!...He's in Knoxville, IA, as I type this...(Sorry I had to bail on ya Bro
)....What makes this even more so of a bummer?, the fact that we have not seen one another since my Dad's funeral 29 years ago and he, Marty that is, drove all the way out from the Bay Area of California!
...Smarty pants was pulling a "Barb" on ME, who was trying to pull a "Barb" on Yall.....Sheesh...I can't catch a break
Yoose Guys and Gals have fun for me....and Pro Z....PLEASE, forge my name on the Painter Tom Banner....Thanks