Being a welder on the SC coast, I deal with a LOT of trailers that have succumbed to corrosion, as well as neglect and abuse. Some of the trailers people drag to me are unbelievable!
This one guy who is one of my regular customers is one of the worst for trying to 'fix' things that are clearly FUBAR. And the guy has more money than God, so, it's not like he's trying to save a buck, or needs to. Anyhow, the last POS trailer he drug up here, he had spliced the tongue back together with duct tape and a landscaping timber (I kid you not!) with the frame so eat up, I told him the best thing he could do with it was haul it off for scrap.
Best one he ever brought to me was a rust bucket trailer, precariously hanging off another trailer. As he pulls into my driveway, someone else pulls in behind him, and says "you lost a wheel off your trailer"
And I'm thinking, "Oh, boy, it's probably hit this guys vehicle, and he's going to get the cops up here to write up a report, etc"
But he says..."and it bounced across a fence into a yard over on Wachesaw Road" (about a mile from here) So, he goes back and gets the wheel! Then comes back, and the trailer he's wanting to work on is clearly another POS rust bucket that I don't want to take the liability for 'fixing' when it comes apart and kills someone. I guess he's not worried about the liability on his end, because his son is a lawyer! But not me. No lawyers in my family, I'm not putting my butt on the line to fix a hunk of crap.
In closing, MY funniest trailer moment involved a flat tire on a trailer that needed some new hubs and rims. It was a couple of miles from here, sitting in an empty lot, across from my friend Jack's house, with a flat tire on the starboard side. So, I tried to pump it up with my portable compressor in the truck, to no avail. I said, "well, I'll just drag it back to the house, the rim's gotta be replaced anyhow."
Jack says, "I don't want you to mess up the road, though." And his buddy Charlie who was standing there, chomping on his cigar, says "You ain't gonna f- that road up any **** more than it already is!" referring to the wonderful paving job where it feels like you're on a roller coaster.
So, I started dragging it home. Going toward the highway, it sounded like a helicopter following me, as the tire slapped and made racket. Then I got on the highway (35 MPH speed limit) and it got really loud. About 1/4 mile after I got on the highway, as I passed the fire department, I saw a tire passing me, on the left hand side of the road. I watched it wobble and roll, and finally come to a stop in the grass in front of the fire dept. Well, surely that can't be MY tire, it's on the wrong side of the road, and it's going faster than me....LMFAO! :LOL2: So, I kept on driving, hoping no one saw it, LOL. :shock:
Well, by now, she was really making some racket, running on the bare rim, with some occasional sparks shooting out. Fortunately, we'd had some rain over the past few days, so there were a few puddles of water along the edge of the road, which allowed me to cool the rim off a little.
With the comedy and antics, and the tire, behind me, I got it back to the shop and replaced the hubs and put new tires and rims on it. Anyhow, that's my funniest junky trailer moment.
