Yeh, in the video. I'm pretty sure that's I-29. I used to run chase driver for a piggybacker (NOT the ones in the video! LOL! that's just for illustration). It's interesting work. But DANGEROUS....almost as bad as tanker driving.
I also have a physical copy of the '88 EVTM (same thing as what you downloaded) if there's something in particular, PM me, I'll take a pic or several and send to you :)
Off topic, but if you are the sort to get out and parts search, both of the pick n pulls (truman, 12th street-formerly u-pick-it) have online inventories... Says for the location on Winner road they have an '88 Cougar....
Thanks for your offer, ThunderbirdSport302. I do appreciate that a lot!
And thanks for the info on the pick-n-pulls. I didn't know they had online inventories. I'll have to check them out!
The correct way to Piggyback is shown in the above video.
That truck doesn't look like it could be over 1/2 ton. It looks more like a "mid-sized" truck to me. Just how stupid does one have to be to think that they can actually get by with that, anyway? AMAZING!
I don't think that's in the US, although I don't know where it could be. Canada? Europe somewhere??? It's hard to tell, but that plate doesn't look like it's from the US.
● First, look at that pic REAL close. I'm not so sure that wasn't photoshopped.
● Second, look at the dirt and other foreground and background settings that the truck is sitting in. While that looks similar to Georgia? maybe?, it looks more like Australia or, maybe, Africa??
● Third, I'd put money on it that that is a 1 ton truck. Just look at the thing!
¿¿¿ Am I right or am I wrong? Just how close do you think I am? LOL!
As I read through some of these threads I have to wonder what some people would do if they had even one truly severe injury with lasting effects of any kind.
I'm 55. Here's the relative part of my life's story:
When I was eight I was in a car wreck that broke my left femur just above the knee right in the growth plate. It was simply casted and I wore a "body cast" from my toes to my chest for 8 weeks. It didn't heal correctly but I can walk and "run" on it. But I had to learn how to walk and run all over again. Because it didn't heal quite right the knee is a bit malformed. I went around with a contracture in the knee joint until I was about 19 when I could finally straighten out my leg all the way and bend it more but not all the way to my rear end. Because my body grew from an 8 year old with that contracture, my L5 vertebra is longer on the left side which creates a bit of Spondylolisthesis there. I also have degenerative arthritis in my knee and hip thanks to that injury. My left knee always tells me when it's going to snow long before the weatherman does.
When I was 28 the horse that I owned at that time fell on me breaking my right femur in exactly the same place as the left one had broken back when I was eight. The doctors told me that I had a 75% chance that they would have to take the leg off and that if I could keep it I only had a 25% chance of ever walking again and that I would definitely never, ever ride again. I told them to just fix the thing and to "watch my smoke!" I hung in traction for 3 solid months, flat on my back until callous formed. Then the leg was then casted. I was told it would take me 6 weeks to be able to leave the hospital because I had been on my back for so long. I left in FIVE DAYS. I wore the cast for another 4 weeks after I left the hospital and then I wore one of those foam and velcro braces for another 8 months. I went through extensive therapy from the time the cast was put on just before I left the hospital ..starting with getting my body used to being upright again and gradually learning to walk, yet again... until I could lead a normal life again. It took me a whole year from the time of the accident to get my complete life back. BUT, the day I got the cast off and the brace on I had a friend of mine saddle my horse with my English tack (he went English and Western, both) and we went riding!!! That was in 1986. In 1989 I learned how do drive a semi truck and went on the road driving piggybacks. But, I can not bend that knee all the way to my back side and it always tells me when we're going to have rain/tornado-spuppiesing-type storms before the weatherman can give the details of such storms.
In 1997 I took a nasty fall outside of my apartment and blew my right elbow completely apart. Again a break in the growth plate of a bone occurred. This time it was the radius that was broken at the end where it tucks into the elbow joint. Only this time there was no way to fix it other than removing the broken off end and sawing the stump of the bone off even so that it could heal somewhat rounded. This procedure is called a Radial Head Resection. I now have a slight contracture of my elbow joint which prevents me from straightening my arm out all the way. I will live the rest of my life like this unless I break the ulna in a way that it can not be repaired in any way, in which case I will lose my arm at the elbow. Any kind of extreme weather will give it an excuse to remind me of what I did to it.
Now, the reason I've gone into such detail here is to illustrate some truly serious, but not devastating, injuries with permanent negative effects. But I do NOT let these effects stop me from doing very much at all. I may grumble under my breath at times when they suddenly grab me when I move the wrong way or over do it, but that is more of a way to direct my mind towards fixating on something else other than the pain than actually complaining. As I get older the affects that I suffer from these injuries get gradually worse. Some day I will need new knees and hips. But, until I just can't walk any more I'm putting that off so that technology will get as good as possible by that time. In the mean time, I just cowboy up and do everything that I am physically capable of doing and sometimes even pushing the envelope a little harder than I really should, I guess. But, I know from experience that when you don't do something for very long, the harder it is to get back to the point where you can do it again and that if you don't do it for long enough it's highly likely that you will never be able to get it back.
The moral of this story is that it really doesn't matter what aches and pains you have or what injuries you get if you preserver and just simply do not take "no" for an answer. Failure is NOT an option!!! (...although it is used as an excuse by some weak willed and lazy bums, at times, to bilk the system.) Just keep moving the best you can, take life as it comes and handle it in a positive way so that you can experience the aging process gracefully rather than bitterly. Life is too short to go through bitterly. Life is meant to learn our individual lessons.But, there is absolutely no reason not to have some fun along the way.
You're likely right, jcassity. The worst thing they ever did was allow calculators to enter the classroom. Most people who grew up with these things can't even make proper change without the register telling them what that change is and they don't even bother to count it out to the customer.
once upon a time i remember a cuda with side pipes,,
You probably know that those were highly likely not stock. The cuda my friend has is all original. period. It had belonged to his grandfather who only drove it to the grocery store and to church. The car is originally from California. I believe, the Sacramento area. When the grandfather passed away the cuda became the property of both my friend and his brother. They take turns keeping it. Unfortunately, they live about 800 miles apart. The last time his brother came after the car, he towed it back to his place. He's doing some minor restoration on it.