Dave picked this beauty up on the side of the road. It rotted in our backyard for about a month before he decided he had to get rid of it. This was no small feat. It involved buying (and drinking) two sodas in order to have a receptacle for the excess oil still inside the machine, then going to three auto parts stores in order to get rid of said oil, then paying to dump the damn thing at the transfer station. Next time we might want to reconsider that we will be able to re-weld a destroyed hunk of metal. The yard is still overgrown.


I don't live on streets that look like this...