Slow day - NOT.
At 9 this morning we were in the truck and on the way to the scrap yard.
The parking brake on the Toyota Corolla worked yesterday when we loaded it up. When I pulled the tow dolly out from under the front end it didn't. Fortunately there was no one behind us and the car rolled back in to an already smashed front of a car.
We got paid and headed back to the house. The next car I was getting had a possibility of a flat tire. We snagged the jack and cordless impact.
We got to the house and found a part of and Acura. From the exchange of texts, I thought they just wanted the car gone. Steph went to the door and told them we were there to get the car. They never offered to come out to where it was. They seemed completely disinterested in it.
It didn't have a flat tire, but none of the lugs were slightly tightened. I would not have made it 50 feet before they came off.
We loaded up and left. About 15 minutes later I got a text asking if they misunderstood that I was going to pay for it. I told them I would get the little that was left of the car across the scales and then come back and pay them.
We went straight home and I got in a quick shower, then Heath and I went next door to get sheared.
At 1 we were back I changed into non hair covered clothes (the ones I had on before I showered) and headed to the crusher. I got a whopping $90 for the car.
Steph was hungry and Heath was restless so we went to Chickfila and turned him loose.
For all the people who hate Chickfila and protest it, the place was packed at 2pm.
I sent the lady we got the car from ( and 4 others a week or so ago) and told her I would bring her $45 because I got $90. She said to just keep it. I think she just likes it when I call her sweetie.
Then we went up to another regulars house and got Honda Accord. It ran so it was an easy one to load up.
I thought about taking it home to play with, but we are going out of town Sunday and I thought we might be better off having the money. Since ti was only 4 we headed on to the scrap yard.
We unloaded the car outside the gate and I drove it up on the scales. Instead of stopping like a normal person, I pulled upt eh parking brake. Another guy who was there thought I was crashing. The employees were dying laughing. I did a smokey burnout when I left. Well it was smokey after it got through the inch of mud on the scales. When I parked it the engine was knocking. I wouldn't have been able to play with it long anyhow.
We go paid and then went to Autozone.
The money we got for the Honda went into stuff to tune up and change the oil on BettyBlue. NO way I am driving TheKracken with its screeching rear axle to TN.
By the time we got home my shirt was full of hair again. I got in the shower.
Edited by UncleWillie, August 11, 2017 - 05:38 PM.