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So, I am on patrol tonight, we see a stranded motorist. My partner pulls in, hits the rear lights, and we get out. It is a couple with a flat tire. We light up the area while he keeps on trying to jack the car up. I notice he is not consistent with the direction he is trying to turn the jack, something seems amiss. The jack is almost fully extended, and the rim is still on the ground...
Yup, he jacked up his fender, not the frame... So, I realign the jack, he gets it started, and for 10 mins, he fights with it, and the jack falls over. So, we are now radioing if anyone has a jack, and nobody does.
At this point, I am wondering what Barney Fife would do... This poor couple has gone through 2 jacks, and the poor dude is out in a t-shirt in 39 degree weather. So, my partner digs around and finds a nice little hydrolic jack in the trunk... 2 mins later, I have the car jacked up. Dude was sometimes trying to get the lugs of by tightening them. So, my partner tells him Righty tighty, Lefty loosey...
They got on their way, we did too.
Now I understand why my Dad went out of his way to teach me how to change a flat tire...
Yup, he jacked up his fender, not the frame... So, I realign the jack, he gets it started, and for 10 mins, he fights with it, and the jack falls over. So, we are now radioing if anyone has a jack, and nobody does.
At this point, I am wondering what Barney Fife would do... This poor couple has gone through 2 jacks, and the poor dude is out in a t-shirt in 39 degree weather. So, my partner digs around and finds a nice little hydrolic jack in the trunk... 2 mins later, I have the car jacked up. Dude was sometimes trying to get the lugs of by tightening them. So, my partner tells him Righty tighty, Lefty loosey...
They got on their way, we did too.
Now I understand why my Dad went out of his way to teach me how to change a flat tire...