chickenmanq
11-29-2001, 08:39 PM
Started snowing today in Flag. Good 3-4 inches. SLick as shit all over town.
I just got home from work at 5:40, taking 40 mins to go 3 miles. I get home, and my roomie Gabe is there. So we're on the couch and the phone rings. My not so favorite person, Mike. In fact I really despise him sometimes, but oh well. He has the only position in Flagstaff as a process server. You know, the guy that hands you the subpoena.
His job requires him to basically drive all over looking for asses that don't want to be found, though some know they're getting it, and accept that fact.
Anyway, he calls and tells us he's stuck. Where? Townsend/Winona, out near the reservation, about 13 miles east of Flag in the high desert. Wind chill from ####. The dumb#[email protected] was trying to find someone's house to go serve a paper. He got stuck at 4:30, after he drove along the railroad tracks and up around a side road. So he tries to cut down the embankment to get to the bottom road, and high centers the truck on the edge. Not too steep, and only a 10 foot embankment. So, instead of going fast over and down, he goes too slow, and the left front tire gets sucked into the soft dirt and the frame rests on the crest of the roadside. His right rear tire is almost off the ground, no traction whatsoever, and no limited slip.
I should mention he has a 2001 Frontier with the V6. It's a prerunner package, but 2wd, and automatic.
So, I ask him how much snow's out there, and he says not much. Ok, fine. Gabe and I head out with chains, blowtorch, 3 sandbags in the truck for weight, but since it just snowed today, no snow tires.
I might mention that because of this snow storm, all the roads including the highway are sheet ice. Took us 45 minutes to get out there, and there's accidents all around.
We get out there, finally find him, (we're driving all these back roads near the railroad tracks with the spotlight) and try to pull him back onto the road. No luck. So, we can't push him down to the other road, so we turn around and go down below him, and I attach the yank strap, and tell him to turn his wheels hard left and give it gas. Couple of yanks, and he comes down the embankment just fine.
Finally get back to our house at 8<img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/wow.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':0'>0. But, it was an adventure, and I've pulled yet another vehicle out of a predicament. Wish I could have taken pictures but I was freezing my nads off, and I'm home now eating a bowl of chili. Infinitely better.
I just got home from work at 5:40, taking 40 mins to go 3 miles. I get home, and my roomie Gabe is there. So we're on the couch and the phone rings. My not so favorite person, Mike. In fact I really despise him sometimes, but oh well. He has the only position in Flagstaff as a process server. You know, the guy that hands you the subpoena.
His job requires him to basically drive all over looking for asses that don't want to be found, though some know they're getting it, and accept that fact.
Anyway, he calls and tells us he's stuck. Where? Townsend/Winona, out near the reservation, about 13 miles east of Flag in the high desert. Wind chill from ####. The dumb#[email protected] was trying to find someone's house to go serve a paper. He got stuck at 4:30, after he drove along the railroad tracks and up around a side road. So he tries to cut down the embankment to get to the bottom road, and high centers the truck on the edge. Not too steep, and only a 10 foot embankment. So, instead of going fast over and down, he goes too slow, and the left front tire gets sucked into the soft dirt and the frame rests on the crest of the roadside. His right rear tire is almost off the ground, no traction whatsoever, and no limited slip.
I should mention he has a 2001 Frontier with the V6. It's a prerunner package, but 2wd, and automatic.
So, I ask him how much snow's out there, and he says not much. Ok, fine. Gabe and I head out with chains, blowtorch, 3 sandbags in the truck for weight, but since it just snowed today, no snow tires.
I might mention that because of this snow storm, all the roads including the highway are sheet ice. Took us 45 minutes to get out there, and there's accidents all around.
We get out there, finally find him, (we're driving all these back roads near the railroad tracks with the spotlight) and try to pull him back onto the road. No luck. So, we can't push him down to the other road, so we turn around and go down below him, and I attach the yank strap, and tell him to turn his wheels hard left and give it gas. Couple of yanks, and he comes down the embankment just fine.
Finally get back to our house at 8<img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/wow.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':0'>0. But, it was an adventure, and I've pulled yet another vehicle out of a predicament. Wish I could have taken pictures but I was freezing my nads off, and I'm home now eating a bowl of chili. Infinitely better.