maveRick
06-04-2002, 07:58 PM
Okay, here I was out in the driveway tearing the 90 Vert apart. My 10 y/o son is helping me (actually pretty handy with an air-ratchet). I’m answering his sixty questions an hour. “What is this thing? What is that thing?”, all the things I used to ask (or should have) at the age of 10.
We were both up working on the car by 9:00 and exhausted by 3:00 today. The sun wasn’t kind to either of us. We couldn’t drink enough water and root-beer (his fav).
While doing more ‘mechanic work’ (garage detail), he walked over to me holding “something blue" as he's looking at it. As he’s in the middle of asking me what the “blue thing” is, he proceeds to stumble, drop the blue thing and step right on top of it. CRUNCH! He slowly picks up his foot to reveal about a hundred pieces of blue plastic – ‘something’. He quickly tries to piece it all together so it'd look like I might could super-glue it back together.
He looks up at me (like I’m gonna skin him alive) and says, “oops?”.
I don’t even know what the blue thing was. It didn’t matter. It was hot. We'd been working non-stop and he was hanging out with a 'real mechanic' (uh....he still thinks I am, so please don't tell him the truth).
I ask him just to sit down for a while (sweat was dripping off his face) and to take it easy. He proceeds to sit, no – straddle, the item nearest me – a 20 gallon air compressor.
I’m half-way listening to him when he says to himself, “I bet I can ride this thing!” So he proceeds to "gallop" the 20 gallon compressor in to the sunset.
As 10 year old boys are curious as to what ‘things’ do what, he decided to give a tug on the on the pop-off valve ring - which immediatley unleashes 130 psi of air right in his face, at the same time - because of the drop in pressure – the motor kicks on! I look up just in time to see his feet straight up in the air as he’s falling backwards off the compressor!
“What was THAT thing!??” he says after the compressor turns off.
I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard!
Neither of us will ever know what the “blue thing” was, but he DEFINETLEY knows what a pop-off valve is now!
My ribs still hurt!
We were both up working on the car by 9:00 and exhausted by 3:00 today. The sun wasn’t kind to either of us. We couldn’t drink enough water and root-beer (his fav).
While doing more ‘mechanic work’ (garage detail), he walked over to me holding “something blue" as he's looking at it. As he’s in the middle of asking me what the “blue thing” is, he proceeds to stumble, drop the blue thing and step right on top of it. CRUNCH! He slowly picks up his foot to reveal about a hundred pieces of blue plastic – ‘something’. He quickly tries to piece it all together so it'd look like I might could super-glue it back together.
He looks up at me (like I’m gonna skin him alive) and says, “oops?”.
I don’t even know what the blue thing was. It didn’t matter. It was hot. We'd been working non-stop and he was hanging out with a 'real mechanic' (uh....he still thinks I am, so please don't tell him the truth).
I ask him just to sit down for a while (sweat was dripping off his face) and to take it easy. He proceeds to sit, no – straddle, the item nearest me – a 20 gallon air compressor.
I’m half-way listening to him when he says to himself, “I bet I can ride this thing!” So he proceeds to "gallop" the 20 gallon compressor in to the sunset.
As 10 year old boys are curious as to what ‘things’ do what, he decided to give a tug on the on the pop-off valve ring - which immediatley unleashes 130 psi of air right in his face, at the same time - because of the drop in pressure – the motor kicks on! I look up just in time to see his feet straight up in the air as he’s falling backwards off the compressor!
“What was THAT thing!??” he says after the compressor turns off.
I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard!
Neither of us will ever know what the “blue thing” was, but he DEFINETLEY knows what a pop-off valve is now!
My ribs still hurt!