Scott, et.al.,
No good story; in fact, rather a pedestrian tale of in-the-garage-stupidity!
Last week, as I was beginning to get everything set up for the final assault
on a friends' MGB GT, I left the overhead light (on an extender type roller)
hooked inside the fender well to provide light in order to finish his front
suspension.
I had just picked up the two rubber gaiters that go on the bottom of the
front swivel, when I dropped one and it began to roll.
As I moved quickly to intercept it, I became entangled with the drop lamp
cord. Reflex made me try to jump it with disasterous results: Right knee cap
broken.
The dogs (1-100# Malamute and 1-60# Yellow Dog) thought initially that it was
a new game.
Discovered shortly thereafter two further things: My wife can't hear when I
call her from the shope, and you ARE able to walk with a shattered knee, if
you REALLY want to.
Any way, that was last week, the knee was re assembled on Monday, and after
two days in hell (the hospital), here I am at home.
Proving once again that no good deed will go unpunished.
Regards,
Ray
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