around our area there is a tale that many people say they have seen at one time.a man named sam,who when was young could stall a jd a at idle by putting on leather gloves and squezzing the flywheel till it stalled.i seen sam when i was a tenn and he was id say late 70s,he looked to be very broad and muscular man when he would have been younger.his tales of strength are legendary in our town.tho i never lived on a farm i was wanted in the hay season by all the local farmers,and i helped everyone i could after my schoolwork was done.i was quite strong myself as i could bench 385 and deadlift a little over 500 when i graduated school.the most amazing thing i just couldnt figure out were all this natural "farmer strength" came from.my next door neighbor who was a ww2 veteran,was probably 40 yrs older than me,and the man was tough as nails,and would not quit,most men his age would be long winded baling hay but not this guy,he could and would match me bale for bale,day after day.the guy earned my respect and always gave me a icecream and a pat on the back,and said daily,looks like your gonna be ok son.most of the farmers are older now around here now ,but when i was young it sure seemed like none would want to tangle with them in a wrasslin match.oh another one the old guy told me when i had a bad day in school is that he would tie me in more knots than a bag of twine if i didnt straighten up..and i believe he probably could.....