Jack was hooning around in the hills by our house and was probably going too fast. In doing so, he got all sideways and high-centered. He needed my help getting free. It took a few tries and I had to come back with a different strap but we got him loose.
I should start charging him. Maybe he wouldn't get stuck as often. Doubtful. I'm glad he wasn't hurt. Then the next week he ran a motorcycle out of gas. He called to see if I could bring him some. Luckily, there was some in the garage. I got the gas to him and he rode home. Silly kid. 😉
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