A friend of mine has proclaimed the true mark of good white-trash is the act of "dropping off a car." Today, I soundly entered the White Trash Hall of Fame as I hauled a 1990-something Ford Explorer to Atlanta from the 'Boro behind my 2002 Ford Explorer. Well, if you've never used a car-dolly, its one helluva contraption. Pins here, straps there, this pivots, that doesn't, damn those things are hard to figure out. This from a guy with multiple college degrees and who practically rebuilt his own house. But I digress....
So, I get this pin there, that pin there, and pulled the straps, checked the air in the tires, etc and head off to atlanta. Oh, by the way, I courriered a title to another car to Atlanta as well. So, the drive went very well, that is untill I took the last turn into my brother's subdivision. And, you guessed it, the damn thing fell off the dolly. Well, after the use of a jack, some cribbing, and a chain attached to a big truck (which happens to be the title I was carrying) we got the thing back off and, unbeleivably, there were just some scratches and a not too sever dent.
So, all in all I logged over 350 miles, dropped off a car, dropped off a car title and looked at some ceramic tile for my massive new shower. A tiring, but pretty good day.
PS - Spent the morning helping a friend get the locksmith to unlock her car as well. Its been quite the automotive day.