There's more here to the story, anyway.
I bought it from a guy whose place is buried far back in George Washington National Forest. I was renting him a mini excavator, and I just happened to see a little 110 parked next to his house. We chatted about it, and I tried to get a package deal out of him for this little turkey and a JD H with original factory electric start. I really wanted that H. I still want that H. And I will get that H yet.
The 110 was up on blocks. He had bought it for his son for his son to play with back years ago. After his son was done with it, there she sits.
He shot me a price that was double what I would even consider paying for it. I shot him a price that was lower than I would probably spend. We both acted like horse traders and pretended like neither one of us would survive the night if it was any other way than what we wanted. Its not fun unless that happens, anyway. We finally agreed on a ballpark figure and I said I would think about it. I also wanted the serial off of it to date it.
The next day I picked up the mini. Since a mini is the best tractor rescue tool they make, I decided I was going to make a deal on the tractor while the rescuing was good. After the handshaking was over, I got the mini in position to pull the tractor. Except pulling wasn't going to work here. One front wheel tie rod falls off, and the transmission turned out to be locked up. The other front wheel was flat.
So I said "Heck with that."
I got another strap from the truck and the tractor was air borne. Mini excavators are great tools. I think I need one here at my shop all the time.