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Yesterday was an eventful day. Shakedown drive of my most recently acquired M925.
A fellow SS member got a truck at auction and needed it delivered to PHX. I got up and pretripped my truck and went and picked it up. The GP guy was good to deal with and we had the towbars connected in a very short period of time.
The tires on the deuce were questionable at best. Showing 20 psi, and a couple of them had clearly been sitting flat. I aired them up using the glad hand hose off my M925.
In contrast to everything else I have flat towed, this truck flopped the wheels the wrong direction on tight turns. I speculate that this is related to caster settings. I had to be very careful and swing all right turns wide. Fortunately I could see the wheels in my mirrors and keep track of them.
I cautiously got on I 10 and headed towards Phoenix. I stopped and checked everything again after just a couple of miles and then continued on for about an hour to a rest area.
I arrived uneventfully near the destination and texted the person I was to coordinate hand off with.
GPS took me to the wrong place. Worse, GPS took me down a little windy dead end road without opportunity to turn around. Backing towbars is just not an option, not because it's difficult, it just isn't possible without control of the steering of the towed vehicle.
I ended up in a rancher ' s parking area, by permission. It was about half the space that would be reasonable to turn the trucks around. I was accomplishing it with some difficulty, by means of manually turning the steering of the towed vehicle, then pulling forward a couple of revolutions of the wheels until they flopped the wrong way.... repeat as necessary. Evidently this looked like fun, because ranchers son came out to join the festivities. With him riding the running board of the Duece and providing steerage we got it turned much tighter than would be reasonable and without pulling anything sideways. He rode the running board at low speed to the destination.
The recipient presumed that 1) I could back the Duece in on towbars, and 2) the deuce was drivable. Neither of these was true...
With the 20yo clinging to the deuce's running board and steering by my instructions we backed the deuce on towbars about 100 feet, without ever once pushing wheels sideways or torquing the towbars. I was pleasantly surprised that this was possible.
Unhooking was easy and fast. Talked trucks with the young man while we dropped the towbars.
My phone was utterly dead by this point. I went and got fuel and headed for home. I was running the truck topless. The cool night desert air combined with the heat off the NH250 was a delicious blend. I was cruising along in the right lane of I 10 , thinking happy thoughts and enjoying the drive when his happened:
http://www.steelsoldiers.com/showthread.php?145463-Distracted-Driving-Kills
After an extended interval and a police statement, I continued home shirtless and freezing with the heater running wide open. My shirt was donated to the cause of pressure dressings...
98G
A fellow SS member got a truck at auction and needed it delivered to PHX. I got up and pretripped my truck and went and picked it up. The GP guy was good to deal with and we had the towbars connected in a very short period of time.
The tires on the deuce were questionable at best. Showing 20 psi, and a couple of them had clearly been sitting flat. I aired them up using the glad hand hose off my M925.
In contrast to everything else I have flat towed, this truck flopped the wheels the wrong direction on tight turns. I speculate that this is related to caster settings. I had to be very careful and swing all right turns wide. Fortunately I could see the wheels in my mirrors and keep track of them.
I cautiously got on I 10 and headed towards Phoenix. I stopped and checked everything again after just a couple of miles and then continued on for about an hour to a rest area.
I arrived uneventfully near the destination and texted the person I was to coordinate hand off with.
GPS took me to the wrong place. Worse, GPS took me down a little windy dead end road without opportunity to turn around. Backing towbars is just not an option, not because it's difficult, it just isn't possible without control of the steering of the towed vehicle.
I ended up in a rancher ' s parking area, by permission. It was about half the space that would be reasonable to turn the trucks around. I was accomplishing it with some difficulty, by means of manually turning the steering of the towed vehicle, then pulling forward a couple of revolutions of the wheels until they flopped the wrong way.... repeat as necessary. Evidently this looked like fun, because ranchers son came out to join the festivities. With him riding the running board of the Duece and providing steerage we got it turned much tighter than would be reasonable and without pulling anything sideways. He rode the running board at low speed to the destination.
The recipient presumed that 1) I could back the Duece in on towbars, and 2) the deuce was drivable. Neither of these was true...
With the 20yo clinging to the deuce's running board and steering by my instructions we backed the deuce on towbars about 100 feet, without ever once pushing wheels sideways or torquing the towbars. I was pleasantly surprised that this was possible.
Unhooking was easy and fast. Talked trucks with the young man while we dropped the towbars.
My phone was utterly dead by this point. I went and got fuel and headed for home. I was running the truck topless. The cool night desert air combined with the heat off the NH250 was a delicious blend. I was cruising along in the right lane of I 10 , thinking happy thoughts and enjoying the drive when his happened:
http://www.steelsoldiers.com/showthread.php?145463-Distracted-Driving-Kills
After an extended interval and a police statement, I continued home shirtless and freezing with the heater running wide open. My shirt was donated to the cause of pressure dressings...
98G