Scott Hammer TOXIC
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So, I get back from the Lake Sunday, sunburned, tired, only caught 1 stinkin fish, etc., etc. Whip the boat backwards into the driveway (the top of the driveway) and get ready to stow her away. NORMALLY, I would chock the rear tires just because I am the cautious type but for whatever reason today I didn't. I actually thought about the fact that I didn't but all of the sales pitch was going through my head, trailer brakes, can't backup with lights unhooked, yada, yada. Spin down the front wheel, unhook the lights and safety chains, crank her up, she hung on the ball like she always does, so I jump back in the truck to pull forward a little. That's when I hear this HONEEEEEEYYYYYY!! My wife was standing at the house, I looked at my watch and it was way too early for us to sneak away LOL, so I turn around and what do I see...... the 929 gaining a pretty good head of steam down the driveway twords both my newly sided house and my jeep wrangler. I throw the truck in park, bolt down the driveway, latch onto the trailer coupler, dig my feet into the asphalt, plant my butt on the ground (did you know that in emergency situations, your arse cheeks actually have gripping ability!!) and slide her to a stop about 6 inches from the house. Did I forget to tell you that I had on nylon (or whatever that lighweight material is) fishing shorts. I can say with definite certainty, there will be no TOXIC demonstrations for a while (Now I know why your butt cheeks are seperated vertically and not horizontally)!! And to think in fine TOXIC form I could have damaged the boat, my house AND my jeep in one DUMB moment. Tonight, I think I'll chect the trailer brakes and fluid.
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