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I mentioned on another story of how, a few weeks back, I had to pull a BMW out of the mud at a Cyclocross race. I had to do this as I drive a Subaru Legacy Awd (with its winter tyres freshly fitted) and the farmer who owned the field holding the race was otherwise engaged with his Tractor pulling others out of the mud and cursing the state that his field was left in.
This reminded me of a situation a few years back when my Dad, who is a farmer of sometimes questionable intelligence, suffered a momentary brain freeze and decided to try and tow a jeep trailer full of cement bags out of his field with his Peugeot 507 rather than use his Isuzu pickup or indeed his 100hp John Deere Tractor. The clutch on the Peugeot died a premature death that day and amid much foul language my old man summoned me to rectify the situation with the mentioned Tractor by pulling the car and the trailer out of the field while wetting myself laughing.
This got me thinking, what are other members towing stories (funny or not). Do share!!:
Have a great day.
This reminded me of a situation a few years back when my Dad, who is a farmer of sometimes questionable intelligence, suffered a momentary brain freeze and decided to try and tow a jeep trailer full of cement bags out of his field with his Peugeot 507 rather than use his Isuzu pickup or indeed his 100hp John Deere Tractor. The clutch on the Peugeot died a premature death that day and amid much foul language my old man summoned me to rectify the situation with the mentioned Tractor by pulling the car and the trailer out of the field while wetting myself laughing.
This got me thinking, what are other members towing stories (funny or not). Do share!!:
Have a great day.
In years gone by, a friend owned a massive ex-army tractor unit that he used to park on the sea front in a west country resort and, when folding money was pressed into his palm, would start up, drive on to the beach and haul out cars stuck in the sand/mud before the incoming tide overwhelmed them.
Most drivers willing paid up but one 'gentleman' objected and started swearing at the cost, a fiver, really pissing off my mate who just sat calmly in his cab as the tide crept further up the beach. Eventually, with water lapping his cars wheels, the chap caved in and said he would pay whereupon he was told the cost had trebled because he'd been such an a
hole. This re-started the obscenities so out came the flask and sandwiches and with feet up on the dash we watched as the car slipped beneath the waves.
Most drivers willing paid up but one 'gentleman' objected and started swearing at the cost, a fiver, really pissing off my mate who just sat calmly in his cab as the tide crept further up the beach. Eventually, with water lapping his cars wheels, the chap caved in and said he would pay whereupon he was told the cost had trebled because he'd been such an a
hole. This re-started the obscenities so out came the flask and sandwiches and with feet up on the dash we watched as the car slipped beneath the waves.Old man and I were towing (with a rope) a knackered old 306 to the scrapyard (all perfectly legal and above board 
) with the passenger side driveshaft removed due to a knackered diff.
Long story short, we got a mile from the scrapyard, I was steering the 306, heard grinding, we went round a roundabout, the passenger side wheel/hub decided it didn't want to go to the scrapyard and departed company with the car, amidst a shower of sparks and an almighty bang, it then proceeded to career off up the road, luckily a quiet lane and bounced off a green BT marshalling box and the glowing brake disc tried to set fire to the grass.
We walked up to the scrapyard, and they had to bring their truck out to 'recover' the 306, so we didn't get a penny for the car after all that.
Could've turned out a lot worse.
) with the passenger side driveshaft removed due to a knackered diff.Long story short, we got a mile from the scrapyard, I was steering the 306, heard grinding, we went round a roundabout, the passenger side wheel/hub decided it didn't want to go to the scrapyard and departed company with the car, amidst a shower of sparks and an almighty bang, it then proceeded to career off up the road, luckily a quiet lane and bounced off a green BT marshalling box and the glowing brake disc tried to set fire to the grass.
We walked up to the scrapyard, and they had to bring their truck out to 'recover' the 306, so we didn't get a penny for the car after all that.
Could've turned out a lot worse.
I've never towed
How's that for a thrilling story
Well I tell a lie my dad gets quite angry very quickly and he had a trailer on hire for a day and where he lives is tight for room but you can just about pull in reverse a trailer round and upto his garage, well he had about 20 attempts getting angrier and angrier! Clutch stunk he gave it up as a bad job with car and trailer stuck in his driveway blocking it all up, a cup of coffee later he came out fresh as a daisy and again another 20 attempts later decided it was the vans fault and decided to swear quite a lot at it (think basil fawlty style) I asked if I could have a go since it would be my first ever go and he stood back smirking and taking it all rather slow I got it round on my first attempt! More swearing ensued more coffee was drunk and I still remind him of it to this day 😂 He's still crap at towing
How's that for a thrilling story
Well I tell a lie my dad gets quite angry very quickly and he had a trailer on hire for a day and where he lives is tight for room but you can just about pull in reverse a trailer round and upto his garage, well he had about 20 attempts getting angrier and angrier! Clutch stunk he gave it up as a bad job with car and trailer stuck in his driveway blocking it all up, a cup of coffee later he came out fresh as a daisy and again another 20 attempts later decided it was the vans fault and decided to swear quite a lot at it (think basil fawlty style) I asked if I could have a go since it would be my first ever go and he stood back smirking and taking it all rather slow I got it round on my first attempt! More swearing ensued more coffee was drunk and I still remind him of it to this day 😂 He's still crap at towing
About a year ago I was towing my 4 wheel trailer with an old rolling chassis on it. Trundling along the M40 at around 60, I looked in the mirror and thought "why is there a wheel rolling along lane 3 on its own?"
Looked again and realised it was one off the trailer.
Slowly pulled over to the hard shoulder all the while watching the wheel bouncing along. As I slowed, the wheel seemed to dodge in between the cars to lane 2 then lane1.
As I stopped the wheel overtook me, still bouncing, then crossed in front of me and over the crash barrier!
If that doesn't priove the theory of Quantum Physics, then nothing does!!
Turned out that it had come loose and sheared the studs, so picked up said wheel slung it in the back of the Range Rover and headed home (about another 100 miles).
Looked again and realised it was one off the trailer.
Slowly pulled over to the hard shoulder all the while watching the wheel bouncing along. As I slowed, the wheel seemed to dodge in between the cars to lane 2 then lane1.
As I stopped the wheel overtook me, still bouncing, then crossed in front of me and over the crash barrier!
If that doesn't priove the theory of Quantum Physics, then nothing does!!
Turned out that it had come loose and sheared the studs, so picked up said wheel slung it in the back of the Range Rover and headed home (about another 100 miles).
Agent XXX said:
I had to tow a small trailer of domestic garden waste to the tip once. On the way back I called into a well known electrical retailer to buy a new printer and I got a parking ticket as the pay and display ticket blew off the dashboard when I shut the door.
Cool story yeah?
Beats mine any day.Cool story yeah?
Still get a sick feeling in my stomach replaying this moment twenty years later..
Being towed in my pride and joy RsTurbo by my dad in his pride and joy V6 Mondeo in '97/'98 over the crest of a hill on the dual carriageway out of Dunblane towards a right hand bend, first thing in the morning after a late night working on it , as I realised I engaged the steering lock (!!) by removing the key from the ignition to use the immobiliser fob to allow me to turn on the fan to keep the windshield clear...
The sickening feeling of "waking up" being dragged under throttle towards this bend knowing that I had about three odd seconds to juggle the immobiliser fob to the ignition key (without dropping it..) and seamlessly put it in the ignition and remove the steering lock before a catastrophic into the ditch, double car crash still to this day makes me feel sick to the stomach...
What a lesson that was. Never to be forgotten.
Steven RW
Being towed in my pride and joy RsTurbo by my dad in his pride and joy V6 Mondeo in '97/'98 over the crest of a hill on the dual carriageway out of Dunblane towards a right hand bend, first thing in the morning after a late night working on it , as I realised I engaged the steering lock (!!) by removing the key from the ignition to use the immobiliser fob to allow me to turn on the fan to keep the windshield clear...
The sickening feeling of "waking up" being dragged under throttle towards this bend knowing that I had about three odd seconds to juggle the immobiliser fob to the ignition key (without dropping it..) and seamlessly put it in the ignition and remove the steering lock before a catastrophic into the ditch, double car crash still to this day makes me feel sick to the stomach...
What a lesson that was. Never to be forgotten.
Steven RW
Edited by Steven_RW on Wednesday 22 November 11:54
Sat in the back of a mates Sherpa towing his 5m ish RIB up the hill away from Salcombe harbour. Suddenly the van stopped and everyone leaped out of the front, I looked out of the back to see the gap between the van and the boat rapidly increasing. The ball hitch must have not been properly engaged, and stupidly he didn't have a brake cable attached. Luckily it turned slightly and ran in the kerb about 20 yards down the hill rather then building up to full speed and sticking the prop through someone's windscreen. Damaged the hull slightly as it jumped off the rollers, but he never made the mistake of not attaching the brake again after that.
We used to be heavily involved with a hunter trial at Highclere Park, one year it rained heavily the night before, too late to cancel and the carpark was in a field so a right mess. My sister and another girl who worked for us spent the day towing people in and out in tractors, and worked on the theory of handing the chain to the driver to let them attach it to their own vehicle. The amount of people who just hooked it behind their bumper was rather worrying.
Anyone ever towed a trailer with a front bogey? We had one that was probably about 30 feet long. I used to have to unhitch it, rotate the bogey by hand, and then hitch it up again if I ever needed to reverse it more than about 10 feet
An old boy who worked for us and had spent his entire life working on farms used to be able to place it right where he wanted it as quick as I could reverse a normal trailer 
We used to be heavily involved with a hunter trial at Highclere Park, one year it rained heavily the night before, too late to cancel and the carpark was in a field so a right mess. My sister and another girl who worked for us spent the day towing people in and out in tractors, and worked on the theory of handing the chain to the driver to let them attach it to their own vehicle. The amount of people who just hooked it behind their bumper was rather worrying.
Anyone ever towed a trailer with a front bogey? We had one that was probably about 30 feet long. I used to have to unhitch it, rotate the bogey by hand, and then hitch it up again if I ever needed to reverse it more than about 10 feet
An old boy who worked for us and had spent his entire life working on farms used to be able to place it right where he wanted it as quick as I could reverse a normal trailer Amateurs.
Days gone by barely out of my teens (and not in the UK) I acquired a BMW saloon with a rear-installed flat twin 700cc engine, which is all I was interested in. I was also interested in the entire rear subframe and running gear.
Naturally removing these made the remains rather untowable. However the roof had a lower friction co-efficient than the cannibalised undercarriage... and I did then own a Series 2 Landrover... and the scrap yard was "just" around 1.5 miles away...
Days gone by barely out of my teens (and not in the UK) I acquired a BMW saloon with a rear-installed flat twin 700cc engine, which is all I was interested in. I was also interested in the entire rear subframe and running gear.
Naturally removing these made the remains rather untowable. However the roof had a lower friction co-efficient than the cannibalised undercarriage... and I did then own a Series 2 Landrover... and the scrap yard was "just" around 1.5 miles away...
Riley Blue said:
Agent XXX said:
I had to tow a small trailer of domestic garden waste to the tip once. On the way back I called into a well known electrical retailer to buy a new printer and I got a parking ticket as the pay and display ticket blew off the dashboard when I shut the door.
Cool story yeah?
Beats mine any day.Cool story yeah?
I have a few as I used to do many miles towing trailers for my Father`s company when I was young and foolish:
Small box trailer broke free. Luckily no one else around so ran harmlessly into a hedge on the other side of the road.
Jack knifed a large trailer in a small residential road and somehow missed every other car, but completely stoved in the side of my 6 month old Metro GTA.
After a long trip from Worcester - London - Bristol - Worcester, I got pulled 1/2 a mile from my junction at 1am doing 89mph. I got a very long lecture and 3 points.
Driving past a line of parked cars with an empty trailer, an old chap decides to swing his door open as my car went past. The rather solid trailer mudguard ripped his door round onto his wing. He was on double yellows so got to pay for his own damage. I had to touch up a scratch on the mudguard.
As for towing another car, I got a call from my Father late one night to go and give him a tow. Turned out he was stuck in a field in the middle of nowhere with a "lady" who wasn't my Mother. They took a wrong turn and got lost and then got stuck trying to do a 3 point turn apparently ... My Mother and Father were all but separated at the time, but it was quite amusing watching him in a situation that should have been the other way round
Small box trailer broke free. Luckily no one else around so ran harmlessly into a hedge on the other side of the road.
Jack knifed a large trailer in a small residential road and somehow missed every other car, but completely stoved in the side of my 6 month old Metro GTA.
After a long trip from Worcester - London - Bristol - Worcester, I got pulled 1/2 a mile from my junction at 1am doing 89mph. I got a very long lecture and 3 points.
Driving past a line of parked cars with an empty trailer, an old chap decides to swing his door open as my car went past. The rather solid trailer mudguard ripped his door round onto his wing. He was on double yellows so got to pay for his own damage. I had to touch up a scratch on the mudguard.
As for towing another car, I got a call from my Father late one night to go and give him a tow. Turned out he was stuck in a field in the middle of nowhere with a "lady" who wasn't my Mother. They took a wrong turn and got lost and then got stuck trying to do a 3 point turn apparently ... My Mother and Father were all but separated at the time, but it was quite amusing watching him in a situation that should have been the other way round
Back in the 1970’s…..
Land Rover towing a car on a trailer through the Derbyshire Dales.
On a steep hill the transfer box went pop.
Phoned up some friends….
Placed another Land Rover behind the trailer to stop it running away, pulled the knackered one away from the trailer with a Range Rover.
Towed the trailer and car home with the Range Rover.
The broken Land Rover was towed home (slowly) by the rescue one.
Land Rover towing a car on a trailer through the Derbyshire Dales.
On a steep hill the transfer box went pop.
Phoned up some friends….
Placed another Land Rover behind the trailer to stop it running away, pulled the knackered one away from the trailer with a Range Rover.
Towed the trailer and car home with the Range Rover.
The broken Land Rover was towed home (slowly) by the rescue one.
In about 2004 on a very wet day I went over to Donnington to watch the British GT championships in the VX220.
Heading for the inner section to watch, me in my wisdom decided to park on the sloped wet grass (I felt the car sink as soon as I got on!).
Car was now firmly stuck about 10m from tarmac, facing downhill just in front of the steep grass section down to the track.
There was a young lad driving around in his 110 defender taking photos and generally up and down so I thought i'd ask him for a favour to give me a bit of a tow out, happy chappy agreed and I gingerly manovered (Slid) the car so it was pointing up hill as the VX only had 1 tow point on the grill, slack was taken up and after a bit of spinning by the landy a loud bang echoed out, he'd blown his front diff.
So we now had 1 stuck RWD landy with a VX attached to him also stuck with mud everywhere (Roof had broken so didn't take it)
The hour or so was spend not watching racing but trying to get a RWD landy up a grass bank and then the VX.
we both did laugh about it as I thanked him, and gave him some cash for his troubles as the new diff part (About £20 from recollection)
I will dig some pictures out as it must of given the spectators some better entertainment than the racing!
Heading for the inner section to watch, me in my wisdom decided to park on the sloped wet grass (I felt the car sink as soon as I got on!).
Car was now firmly stuck about 10m from tarmac, facing downhill just in front of the steep grass section down to the track.
There was a young lad driving around in his 110 defender taking photos and generally up and down so I thought i'd ask him for a favour to give me a bit of a tow out, happy chappy agreed and I gingerly manovered (Slid) the car so it was pointing up hill as the VX only had 1 tow point on the grill, slack was taken up and after a bit of spinning by the landy a loud bang echoed out, he'd blown his front diff.
So we now had 1 stuck RWD landy with a VX attached to him also stuck with mud everywhere (Roof had broken so didn't take it)
The hour or so was spend not watching racing but trying to get a RWD landy up a grass bank and then the VX.
we both did laugh about it as I thanked him, and gave him some cash for his troubles as the new diff part (About £20 from recollection)
I will dig some pictures out as it must of given the spectators some better entertainment than the racing!
I hate trailers, so many stories.
I've learnt that boat trailers & seawater don't mix. No amount of pre-emptive maintenance, hub greasing, checking them over etc, will help the inevitable.
A wheel broke up, the flange actually cracked away at the hub it had corroded internally, leaving the bolts & wheel flange still on the hub. All well & good until the point it fails is on a bend on a steep hill. Boat trailer behind now at an alarming angle making lots of sparks! At the point we stopped the wheel comes toddling past off down the hill in front of us, getting faster & faster off down the hill, to be found some time later in a hedge. An alarming but hugely amusing moment.
Bearings overheating & failing, usually with dismal consequences & much stranding. More than a few times.
The funniest boat one though is us hearing a noise behind, its usually an errant jockey wheel.... jumped out had a look,everything trailer wise looked fine. Carry on, even more noise. Get out had an even better look, to find the 4hp auxilliary engine drop plate bracket had broken, engine hanging by the fuel hose out the back of the boat, grinding down the tiller arm & prop.
However boats aside, my all time win: I got an A303 Gatso speeding ticket 4 miles from home doing exactly 60mph in a 60 limit. Strange I thought, so I contest it & asked for the evidence to which they sent me a lovely picture of my Landcruiser & my 2 axle trailer with only 3 wheels!. After a 2000mile trek to drop a race car off in Spain. Wheel bearing overheated just as I got there, wrecked the bearing face so removed the hub & drove home with 3 wheels & forgot about the single carriageway trailer limit I also learnt the Gatso's on the A303 have wheel counters to ping you if you have a trailer for the lower limit.
I won't mention the one about the straps coming undone when recovering the trackcar tow machine. I'd borrowed my wifes car to tow the trackcar to a trackday at Lydden Hill. After the trackcar died we had a load of tracktime, so why not take the towcar? what could possibly go wrong lads..... It promptly blew it up with oil surge on lap two, lots of clanging and banging as the bottom end gave up. Two dead cars & a trailer, that went from one disaster to another & another.
I hate trailers
I've learnt that boat trailers & seawater don't mix. No amount of pre-emptive maintenance, hub greasing, checking them over etc, will help the inevitable.
A wheel broke up, the flange actually cracked away at the hub it had corroded internally, leaving the bolts & wheel flange still on the hub. All well & good until the point it fails is on a bend on a steep hill. Boat trailer behind now at an alarming angle making lots of sparks! At the point we stopped the wheel comes toddling past off down the hill in front of us, getting faster & faster off down the hill, to be found some time later in a hedge. An alarming but hugely amusing moment.
Bearings overheating & failing, usually with dismal consequences & much stranding. More than a few times.
The funniest boat one though is us hearing a noise behind, its usually an errant jockey wheel.... jumped out had a look,everything trailer wise looked fine. Carry on, even more noise. Get out had an even better look, to find the 4hp auxilliary engine drop plate bracket had broken, engine hanging by the fuel hose out the back of the boat, grinding down the tiller arm & prop.
However boats aside, my all time win: I got an A303 Gatso speeding ticket 4 miles from home doing exactly 60mph in a 60 limit. Strange I thought, so I contest it & asked for the evidence to which they sent me a lovely picture of my Landcruiser & my 2 axle trailer with only 3 wheels!. After a 2000mile trek to drop a race car off in Spain. Wheel bearing overheated just as I got there, wrecked the bearing face so removed the hub & drove home with 3 wheels & forgot about the single carriageway trailer limit
I also learnt the Gatso's on the A303 have wheel counters to ping you if you have a trailer for the lower limit.I won't mention the one about the straps coming undone when recovering the trackcar tow machine. I'd borrowed my wifes car to tow the trackcar to a trackday at Lydden Hill. After the trackcar died we had a load of tracktime, so why not take the towcar? what could possibly go wrong lads..... It promptly blew it up with oil surge on lap two, lots of clanging and banging as the bottom end gave up. Two dead cars & a trailer, that went from one disaster to another & another.
I hate trailers
Friend had an old Saab 900, and another Saab 900 that didn't work but was a useful source of spares for the operational one.
One day, his (then-)missis nagged him enough to tow the ruined hulk of old 900 to the scrappie. Four wheels were found and bolted on, a plastic classroom chair had it's legs removed and was placed behind the steering wheel and the operational car put on the other end of a sturdy tow rope. I drove the working one, friend steered the one that was to be scrapped and we set off to the scrap yard, some 2 or 3 miles distant.
All was well until we got the end of the road, whereupon the friend put his foot on the brakes of the car behind. No servo assistance (no engine!) meant much force was needed on the pedal and the lack of mounting of his seat suddenly became a BIG issue.
Long story cut short; very little braking effort was exerted, the car behind met the back of the car in front with significant force and the end of the day saw both cars in the breakers yard ....
One day, his (then-)missis nagged him enough to tow the ruined hulk of old 900 to the scrappie. Four wheels were found and bolted on, a plastic classroom chair had it's legs removed and was placed behind the steering wheel and the operational car put on the other end of a sturdy tow rope. I drove the working one, friend steered the one that was to be scrapped and we set off to the scrap yard, some 2 or 3 miles distant.
All was well until we got the end of the road, whereupon the friend put his foot on the brakes of the car behind. No servo assistance (no engine!) meant much force was needed on the pedal and the lack of mounting of his seat suddenly became a BIG issue.
Long story cut short; very little braking effort was exerted, the car behind met the back of the car in front with significant force and the end of the day saw both cars in the breakers yard ....
Sisters Fiesta was written off by a drunk driver driving straight into the front of her one Saturday night. As it happened outside the police station, the Police pushed it into the car park and my Dad, a mate and I went to tow it home the next morning. All going great until about a mile from home Dad forgot we were on the tow rope, overtook a car on the dual carriageway then pulled in straight in front of it. Left me in the outside lane beside the other car with the tow rope diagonally across the 2 lanes. The look on her face was magic. Nothing I could do except shrug my shoulders and point at the old idiot in front.
Steven_RW said:
Still get a sick feeling in my stomach replaying this moment twenty years later..
Being towed in my pride and joy RsTurbo by my dad in his pride and joy V6 Mondeo in '97/'98 over the crest of a hill on the dual carriageway out of Dunblane towards a right hand bend, first thing in the morning after a late night working on it , as I realised I engaged the steering lock (!!) by removing the key from the ignition to use the immobiliser fob to allow me to turn on the fan to keep the windshield clear...
The sickening feeling of "waking up" being dragged under throttle towards this bend knowing that I had about three odd seconds to juggle the immobiliser fob to the ignition key (without dropping it..) and seamlessly put it in the ignition and remove the steering lock before a catastrophic into the ditch, double car crash still to this day makes me feel sick to the stomach...
What a lesson that was. Never to be forgotten.
Steven RW
Time to revisit this old favourite perhaps?-Being towed in my pride and joy RsTurbo by my dad in his pride and joy V6 Mondeo in '97/'98 over the crest of a hill on the dual carriageway out of Dunblane towards a right hand bend, first thing in the morning after a late night working on it , as I realised I engaged the steering lock (!!) by removing the key from the ignition to use the immobiliser fob to allow me to turn on the fan to keep the windshield clear...
The sickening feeling of "waking up" being dragged under throttle towards this bend knowing that I had about three odd seconds to juggle the immobiliser fob to the ignition key (without dropping it..) and seamlessly put it in the ignition and remove the steering lock before a catastrophic into the ditch, double car crash still to this day makes me feel sick to the stomach...
What a lesson that was. Never to be forgotten.
Steven RW
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SH81IqeWmvI
Towing an knackered Mk3 Golf GTI to be sold to, what turned out to be, a 3.14 key. Was towing it on an A Frame so all 4 wheels on the ground. No driver in the Golf.
Looked in my rear view, wondered why the Golf was at a funny angle. Looked in my passenger side wing mirror and wondered why there was a wheel following me at speed. Realised what was happening and duly st my pants. But kept composure and slowed down to "catch" the stray wheel. Wheel now fully alongside the tow car and I was using my car to keep it between me and the crash barrier on my left so it didn't hit an oncoming car.
Stopped the cars and retrieved the wheel. For the life of me had no idea how it occured and couldn't find any sign of any wheel bolts. So a quick call to my mate who came down with a wheel wrench. Robbed a nut off 3 of the other corners and reattached it with 3 nuts and was back on my way.
3.14 key changed his mind so I had to tow it the 10 miles home. tt.
Looked in my rear view, wondered why the Golf was at a funny angle. Looked in my passenger side wing mirror and wondered why there was a wheel following me at speed. Realised what was happening and duly s
t my pants. But kept composure and slowed down to "catch" the stray wheel. Wheel now fully alongside the tow car and I was using my car to keep it between me and the crash barrier on my left so it didn't hit an oncoming car. Stopped the cars and retrieved the wheel. For the life of me had no idea how it occured and couldn't find any sign of any wheel bolts. So a quick call to my mate who came down with a wheel wrench. Robbed a nut off 3 of the other corners and reattached it with 3 nuts and was back on my way.
3.14 key changed his mind so I had to tow it the 10 miles home. t
t. Years ago I'd just finished helping my old man rebuild his single-axle box trailer. It was virtually all complete, so we took it out for its maiden voyage a few miles up the main road to a roundabout and back. About a mile from home on the way back, there's sudden a funny noise followed almost immediately by a bang and a loud scraping noise. I look in the door mirror to see the trailer wheel departing in an eastbound direction, up onto the grass verge. We immediately come to a stop, as we do the wheel undertakes us in the bushes, before reappearing in the road infront of us, crossing to the far side and bouncing into the opposite ditch. Turns out he had forgotten to fit the hub nut cotter pin and it had worked loose, game over.
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