Kind Of A Mixed F.A.R.T., I Guess
I was driving out of my local carwash Friday after working all through
the night before w/o sleep. As I got back to the sidestreet, I
could hear a HORRIBLE noise that I soon realized was coming from
underneath my car. It sounded like something was being dragged
along underneath her.
I slowly pulled into a Sonic Drive-Inn (everyone was looking at me
and some were trying to look under my car to see what the noise
was all about) and to the far side of their parking lot. I got out
and looked under to see wtf and was stunned, after getting down on the ground and crawling under the car a bit, to see that apparently some idiot had left an empty, white 5-gallon plastic bucket (the ones that cement powder comes in) laying on its side, either in the
car wash or just outside it on the street. It was stuck FAST
between the rear of my engine and the ground. Going back and forth
wouldn't loosen it any.
I tried a variety of tactics to pull the bucket out, from tugging
madly on the handle (on 100+ degree concrete, no less) to trying to
reach it through the engine compartment. I then got the idea of
jacking my car up with the tire jack, hoping that would get me
enough room to get it out. That's when I discovered my tire tool
kit was incomplete - GRRRRR (ratchet handle missing). I found a 2
x 8 board left over by some painters (apparently) and drug it over
to the car. I first drove up onto it with the front wheels, hoping
that would give enough clearance to slide it out. No dice. I then
began using the end of it like a battering ram to try to knock it
out. Still no deal.
Finally, a young man drove up by me to see if he could help.
Another lady pulled up later (might have been his g/f or mom) and
he took out a small hydraulic screw jack from her truck. After
looking at my car's jacking points, we decided it probably would
not make a good fit and might damage the floor pan or
frame. Then we got the great idea of centering the board over the
jack instead as a lever, sliding one end of the board under that
side of my car. The fella tried standing on the other end, but
the force just wouldn't lift her enough to slide the board out. I
then offered to sit on the end of the board while he tried it (my
weighing probably 80+ more pounds than the fella) .. Sitting on
this impromptu ''teeter-totter'' we were able to get Scrapper up
enough that, by madly tugging, the fella was finally able to get
the bucket slid out from under her.
Phew! &:-):::::
No way I could have done all the above 2 years ago w/o the weight loss and w. the diabetes and all. It would have put me into panting just sitting in the car in all that heat (my a.c. is out), and no way I would have risked trying to get down onto the pavement and back up. On the other hand, if I were at goal weight I would not have probably had any more success than the fella at leveraging the car up high enough to get the bucket out. What a mixed blessing!

I'm not sure what I would do in your situation now, but I know what I would've done pre-op: I would've driven down the street until the bucket disintigrated from friction. And hoped like hell that I didn't damage anything under my car.
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.
I wouldn't want to live in Dallas, but I used to like visiting there. Especially the clubs on North Greenville Avenue up near SMU. Wish I had all that money back.
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.
well, I live in a pretty "down home" suburb (Garland) .. it's almost 200,000 people, but still seems like a small town (we even have a town square) .. In fact, it is supposedly the model for "Arlan" on the cartoon series King Of the Hill .. This place where this happened was right by a big Bass Pro Shop too, so I figure the kid might have worked there or been a customer .. Some good folk there!
btw, Fishdude I was thinking of doing the dragging thing too, but I was worried the bucket might damage one of the lines if I did that .. she's a Jag and I just bought her, so that could have ended up being an expensive proposition .. !

Allright then. This obviously segues in to another exciting addition of Obscure Movie Line Trivia Challenge:
Richard Pryor - "Left my Jag in Kansas City."
Name that movie.
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.
You're two for two on early 80's movies. Or did Silver Streak come out in the 70's? It must have cause I had wood for Jill Clayburgh for a couple of years there.
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.