My father in-law still has the broken arm and now needs me to do a few tractor jobs for him. A fellow Chrysler retiree took over his lawn cutting business but he doesn't trust anyone with his big tractor. Begrudgingly he called Melissa to see if I could operate a tractor of that size and she laughed telling him I'd driven much larger than his mid size Kubota.
So I'm going to put on my hat, strap on my shit kickers and "Git 'ur dun" or whatever. ðĪŠ