Story time:
You ever had a feeling that something bad is about to happen......
I was on my motorcycle going home from work. It had rained early that morning, but it had quit and the streets started to dry out. I come around the turn and in front of me is a truck pulling a hay trailer. One of these guys.
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One bail did not look quite right. Now round bails are real heavy, and wet round bails weigh a fooking ton. Something told me to back way off. Road is real curvy so I can't pass...double yellow. Hay is blowing off the bails, and it can find the only exposed skin, my neck and they kinda hurts.
I am a ways back cars behind me get pissy and pass me, about 30 sec later off with the bail. Car slams on the brake but boink into the bail. A bail that has been done with a good bailer is hard as a brick. The trailer did not stop...guess he never knew. I stop still all the motorcycle gear on, get my cell phone and make a call. About this time Mrs. Idiot comes out and I know that look. Quickly I take off the helmet and unzip my jacket, I am still wearing a shoot me first shirt and she freezes. Move out of the road mam, in front of the hay bail, I am on the phone with the office. She does what she is told, and the troops show up in short order, I am under 5min from the office just outside of town. Car is leaking, Anyone else in the car......no......excuse me I did not hear you.....NO, ok you hurt, NO. OK.
Got home a bit late that day, and Mrs. Idiot learned a thing or two about farm equipment.