Got another job in the shop. Kind of a piece meal deal. Good customer. He bought a donor Suburban for 600. It showed up yesterday. I sucked 3 gallons of melt-off out of the shop between last night and this morning.
I pulled it apart today. Pretty heavy front hit on his rig. I Called him today to say "get this stinking piece of **** out of my shop". He shows up today and he chains up the fronts to get it up my hill. Took him about 5 minutes to chain up the fronts. The F-350 has a locking rear. I heard the big turbo spool up and hang on. LOL
He comes back an hour or so later with the repair vehicle on the trailer. Cant run empty he says. Typical gyppo logger. We off load it and coax it down the hill into the shop. That hill is a handy feature for non running vehicles. We load up the parts rig with some help from his boys with minimal flesh wounds and away he goes.
HERE IS THE KICKER... The guy is 90 years old. Now there is some incentive to keep rolling.