Peacekeeper6
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This happened to me a few years ago. Lucky for me, I was driving my full-size Silverado instead of riding my Spyder or bike:
I'm haulen ass up Pyramid Highway with my pickup doing about 70, and a small couch from a truck ahead of me decides this is about the right time and place to fall off. I see it, but there were vehicles on my right side, so I couldn't avoid the impending collision.
Stomped on the brakes, but wasn't slowing down fast enough....
BAM !!!!
After I hit it (at about 45-55 mph or so), I look at my rearview mirror to see if it was still on the road. It was still on the road alright, but the grinding noise from underneath indicated that it WAS STUCK under my rig. I pull off to the side on the shoulder. In the middle of the hot sun, I struggle to yank, pull, kick, etc. this thing off my truck. No success.
I then hop back in the truck and put it in Reverse. Nope. Put it in Drive. Still there. Back into Reverse. Ah....no.
Then, I smell something burning. Apparently, the cloth couch was touching parts of the hot exhaust pipes, and if I didn't act fast enough, it would probably burst into flames any second. I shut off the engine, and like a man possessed, started kicking and pulling REALLY HARD, and even got my handy-dandy Leatherman knife to cut the damn thing to pieces, so that it would slide out easier. I was yelling some choice four-letter words, but apparently that didn't help either.
After I knew that it wasn't gonna catch on fire, I thought about calling AAA, but calling AAA for such a minor event is kinda wimpy (and plus, I didn't wanna waste my call on something like this). Gotta be a better way....
Hmmm. Why don't I just use the jack and lift up the truck?
HELLO?! McFLY?!?!
I did just that, and I easily yanked the couch out of the way. I think I was in a state of panic and wasn't clearly thinking because my two dogs were with me, and sure as hell didn't want them to end up as "crispy critters".
I'm haulen ass up Pyramid Highway with my pickup doing about 70, and a small couch from a truck ahead of me decides this is about the right time and place to fall off. I see it, but there were vehicles on my right side, so I couldn't avoid the impending collision.
Stomped on the brakes, but wasn't slowing down fast enough....
BAM !!!!
After I hit it (at about 45-55 mph or so), I look at my rearview mirror to see if it was still on the road. It was still on the road alright, but the grinding noise from underneath indicated that it WAS STUCK under my rig. I pull off to the side on the shoulder. In the middle of the hot sun, I struggle to yank, pull, kick, etc. this thing off my truck. No success.
I then hop back in the truck and put it in Reverse. Nope. Put it in Drive. Still there. Back into Reverse. Ah....no.
Then, I smell something burning. Apparently, the cloth couch was touching parts of the hot exhaust pipes, and if I didn't act fast enough, it would probably burst into flames any second. I shut off the engine, and like a man possessed, started kicking and pulling REALLY HARD, and even got my handy-dandy Leatherman knife to cut the damn thing to pieces, so that it would slide out easier. I was yelling some choice four-letter words, but apparently that didn't help either.
After I knew that it wasn't gonna catch on fire, I thought about calling AAA, but calling AAA for such a minor event is kinda wimpy (and plus, I didn't wanna waste my call on something like this). Gotta be a better way....
Hmmm. Why don't I just use the jack and lift up the truck?
HELLO?! McFLY?!?!
I did just that, and I easily yanked the couch out of the way. I think I was in a state of panic and wasn't clearly thinking because my two dogs were with me, and sure as hell didn't want them to end up as "crispy critters".
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