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Cars and Trucks that I Bought From My Brother In Law

Story ID:8843
Written by:bobby o'neill mitchum (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:Fiction
Location:phenix City Alabama U.S.A.
Year:2013
Person:Self
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Ok,I put this story in the Fiction Genre because I dont want to offend any of My Relations that might remember me buying a Truck from my Brother In Law,Bless His Immortal Soul,He has gone on to His Eternal Reward,what ever that might be.
Long years ago,before automobiles were as in vogue and plentiful as they are today,if you wanted to go some place you got on your horse or buggy and away you went,if you were in the market for a horse,you went to the local livery stable,picked one out,paid for it and rode away,if for some reason you and that horse did not get along,lets say if you approached it with a saddle blanket and the horse went wild,kicked you or bit you,then you tried to swap it or sll it to get a better one,and you would sell it to a neighbor,a friend,a relative or just a casual passerby who seemed to want it.Well today,buying a car (or a truck) is pretty much like horse trading,anyway I went to my Brother in law who was in the bussiness of selling and buying autos and trucks and told him what I needed,Bob,He says,I just happen to have the perfect truck for you down on the lower lot,so,in my trusting way,I paid him for it and he even drove it up and parked it on the main road (the driveway was very steep) and I drove my purchase away,the next day I wanted to go down town,so I got into my new aqusition and cranked her up,motor sounded really good,I put her in reverse and looking back over my shoulder as I expected the truck to be moving but instead it was purring away,chuga chuga chuga,but no movement to the rear,I sat there for about 3 or 4 minutes and finally the gear box engaged with a CHUNK! and the truck began to move rearward,so I got it out in the road and put her in drive expecting the truck to move foreward,again it went chugga chugga chugga for about 3 or 4 more minutes,then CHUNK! and away I went at last,buuutt we have in this country what is commonly called a red light,yep,I had to stop at the first red light and went through the same routine untill I got the CHUNK! again,then I had to make a right turn at the end of the block, on my approach to my turn,I turned the steering wheel but the truck did not immediately turn,instead I continued on down the street to the next right turn,by this time I had noticed a propensity in that truck,anything you wanted it to do,you had to start 3 or 4 minutes before you wanted to do it.
Hope Y'all never have to buy an auto from a relative,neighbor or friend,for they are very difficult to return.
Bob Mitchum