Wow, intensity since break time.

I didn't take any pictures since break time, so I'm just using an old one. We got the T/A loaded up and had to exert much energies to get it up on the tow dolly. Then, this, estimated, 4 ton monster was ready to go. So, we headed on down to the recycling place that we planned on taking this car and five engines and a few transmissions and other goodies. Yes, I said planned. We proceeded toward the place very slowly and carefully. Then we got a flash rain. I continued to drive very slowly about 35 max, about 15-20 average. Then the car started to shimmy and sway back and forth. I was unable to correct it and it just swung around, pulling the truck with it. We came to a stop facing the other direction from where we had come. The car, with it's massive payload, was just off in the grass, slightly down the embankment, just enough to be seemingly immovable.

Yes, seemingly. Well, fortunately the guy right behind us was very helpful. He stopped the 20 or so cars on this 55 mph road during rush hour. So, as Butch bounced the back of the truck and I steered in helpful ways, we managed, just barely, to pull out and head back from whence we had come. As we were crossing over to assume the other lane and depart, some guy who was apparently anxious to feel important, told us we had to wait for the police because he was a first responder and had to call them. Wow, he was so...a dumbass! the police don't even respond if there was no loss of life or property over $500. We just spun around, scared the crap out of ourselves and left, easy deal. We didn't even damage any city property.

So, we headed on back down the back road to the house, the load shifted inside and pressed down the brake pedal, locking down the brakes. As we were heading up our first hill on a backroad to the house, the tires on the T/A started smoking and the truck starting squeeling it's tires. After a few seconds, I realized that it was more than just the uphillness. We stopped and discovered the very heavy payload has shifted forward and jammed itself on the brake pedal. Since, this stuff was so frickin heavy, 1000 pounds or so, on the pedal, we had to break the brake line. Ok, so that helped for a minute, but then, just before home, we had to break the other one, oops, I'm dumm, sorry.

We got the beast back to the house and the discovered that the car swinging around had actually dented the pristine body of the truck. Aw crap.

Listening to: All That I Want, by The Weepies.