Spare tire locks.....

[goosebruce]

Welp, kilt em friday. Kilt em sat. Mainly shovelheads and gadwalls, but at this point, a duck shoot is a duck shoot, and we had a couple good ens. This was the morning for big ducks. Had stayed at a friends gig last 2 nights, left there to go to my lick early this am. Got on i40 at palenstine, headed to earle. Was kicking it round 80, when my truck started slowing down,felt like maybe trans slipping. Felt a shimmy, so I figgered it was a tire, by the time this sunk in my head, and I started slowing to pull onto shoulder, all hell broke loose. Hit the mud still doing 45, sliding sideways and all. Once I finally got it stopped, it wuz sunk in mud, had to stand on it in 4 wd to git it to pull out onto road. No big deal, Ill change the tire, still be there in time. Welp, everything was going fine,as fine as a screwed up gig like that can go. Till I found out my spare tire has a lock on it. Sunufabitch, Id like to get my hands on the lil japense sucker that thinks people steal spare tires from under trucks. Hell, everyone I know does everything they can NOT to get a tire from under a truck, and old folks never put them back under there. So I call my wife, tell her to call arkie troopers and send a car by wiht sum bolt cutters, cause I gotta go duck hunting. Finally saw a big rig move over the rest stop, figgered a truker awake is a trucker dat got sum tools. No bolt cutters,but some pliers and side cutters. I cut the wire, so i could work without laying under truck, and got the tire out on road and went to town on the mount. Finally cut through mount, and go on road. Covered with mud,wetter than hell, and glad ididnt get run into by sum sleepy travler. Didnt really dawn on me how close I came to having a wreck, or getting killed, till i got going again. Sheez, a blown 35 on the rear, sliding a truck sitting dat high across the mud. Getting it stopped, getting it going, and getting the lock off, all pretty damn lucky. Figgered the way my luck was going, a gw would stop to hep me, and the sack of 24 ducks in the back of my truck didnt make that sound like a plan.... Got to the pit a lil after 830, done missed the sucker duckies, only had the spookey ones to play wif. Didnt stay long, cause for some reason, my hart wasnt in it. The birds finally here, but by gawd they spooky as hell. Tire better be swapped out, brand spanking new mudder,aint even had em long nuff to take them backand complain bout the vibrating ( that tire was whopped, could hear it). Iknow how dem folks feel with their donut spares now, cause that lil bitty stock street tire sho felt funny on rear of my truck, like driving a sprint car! travis

[Anatidae]

I admire your apparent composure.....If that had happened to me, I'da never made it to the pit.....'woulda been carted-off in a coroner's van from a massive heart attack from the 'fit' Ida thrown about that lock.....and the tire.....and anything else that wasn't just right. [img]images/smiles/icon_mad.gif[/img] My fuse is gettin' pretty short, these days.

'Glad you got into the birds, finally. I'm still in my 2nd box of shells. [img]images/smiles/icon_sad.gif[/img]

[chance]

That is what ya get for going without me. In fact ya shoulda been with us. Saw MORE birds than you and I saw at Byers. Ever seen a five mile tornando? Unbelievable.

[goosebruce]

Yup. Dey here brother, dey here. Just in time togo back to work. Still dont know why dey so damn spooky tho. travis