Melody stopped by the tanning salon on the way home from work. She said everything would come on but that her Trail Blazer wouldn't start. Since my tool box was in the back of the '69 Ranger, I got in it and drove to where she was.

I checked the battery voltage and it was good. I checked/cleaned the battery connections and some ground connections. I also noticed she was on a steep hill in the parking lot. After I got done with the connections, I got in the Trail Blazer, turned the key on, pushed the brake pedal down and pulled the gear selector out of park, down into 1st, back to park and hit the key. VRRROOOMM! --success!

Melody was sitting in the passengers side of my truck while I was working on her vehicle. When it started, I looked over at her and said, "Who's still the man?" She said, "you are, baby." and I said, "You know that's right." LOL.




....now, to pick back up where I left off before I got the phone call and had to go make the rescue run --back to straightening up in my shop. I have a job for hire coming up this Friday evening. The guy I bought my truck from is bringing me his truck ('72 F100) so that I can convert it over to power front disc brakes. This will help add to the 'redo the '69 Ranger interior project fund.'

 

LOL. Two thumbs up....!

.

 

Man, It's hard to swallow after reading that a man of your importance to this Ford truck site would have his sweetie drive a damn bowtie, and then post a photo of it here.

I thought you were a better man than that.


John

 

But, how are you supposed to rescue your damsel in distress if she is driving around in a Ford?!

 

She bought it before we were married. But then, I like all kinds of vehicles. I've just always driven Fords.

 

Maybe you just changed from Ultraranger to Power Ranger last night...did you take along a light sabre?

 

If the title comes with the requirement of having to wear tights and fairy boots, I'll pass.

No light sabres. Just magical wrenches with mystic powers bestowed upon them from coming in contact with machines bearing the marque of the Blue Oval.

 

That gave me a good laugh...thanks!

I'm stuck in the middle of lots of very fun Excel work right now so I keep sticking my head in here to allow my brain to clear a bit.

 

Ya gotta love modern technology. Good thing you had a good ole reliable to get her going

 

It's not wonder you know how to fix stuff.

 

One thing I've learned, it really doesn't matter what badge/logo is on the grille of a vehicle. It's a machine and if the machine is being used, it's eventually going to have problems. --Ford, Chevrolet, Dodge, (insert any other name), --ALL of them.

 

***** or wheels, they're gonna need attention....

 

True, all machines will need attention (***** too) eventually. It's them Fords that'll make a real mechanic outta ya.

 

Yeah. Driving your Ford to go fix a Chebbie. Case here in point.

 

It's not as though the Ford did anything. He could have rode his bicycle. It's a good thing I still have my Suburban or getting the old F150s and Taurus' home would have been a chore. I finally got rid of all my Fords (except for my 72 F100) and switched to Hondas. Now I can't remember where my tools are.