ShadetreeRet
Well-known Member
Reading some of the comments on George Msrsh's post about British Iron reminded me of three young men in the neighbor hood where I grew up. They were likely in their early thirties, neither had a drivers license due to heavy drinking. Hard working young men during the week, but come the weekend "hard working" was replaced with "hard drinking". One of them owned a Farmall Cub, and I remember more than once, seeing them go down the road, all three pretty well smashed, One driving, one hanging on the back, standing on the drawbar, and the other laying across the hood holding the governor open! How they survived, I will never know.