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Fri 6 Jun, 2025 08:47 pm
So basically, there was this man I once knew he was pretty old and he had been hired to take firewood to someone else, I was in my teens and he offered to pay me to do it. it seemed simple enough just help out this old guy earn a little money and haul some firewood down the road. little did I ******* know that the tractor was puny and had a 6 maybe 8 cylinder engine in it and weighed all of 30 ******* pounds at most, it wasn't an old clunky rust bucket it was sleek, polished, a little cretin in disguise, so while I was taking it down the road it went from 0 to 60 with barely a touch of my foot to the pedal revealing a real life cheat code.
it was a rocket with wheels and before I knew it I was singing like an opera bird trying to control this freak of engineering and a car starts coming the other way
I was literally on one single back left wheel; the danger there was how unassuming that thing was. I used my weight to force the nose down possibly damaging the vehicle in the process and slowly pressing the breaks while turning away, missed the other car by an inch.
@SoullessPsycho,
I guess an inch was good enough.