[Joe Bob]

A Florida Pelicanite asked for help to pickup and deliver a project 911. Since I'm retired, bored and stoopid, I volunteered.

Had to wait a bit for clearish weather. I took off from from GA and headed up to Pennsylvania. Towing my newly purchased double axle enclosed trainer. Left at 8 am and arrived at 11ish PM. My destination owner had already retired for the evening so I settled in and set my alarm for 7am.

Temps got down into the 20s and I put on my snow suit and triggered the electric seat warmers in my ML350 Mercedes. The owner got up and I met up with him for the first time despite having done business with him the past with my graphic business. He has a beautiful home full of Range Rovers, retired police vehicles and a two P-Cars. We shot the dootie, loaded up and I split the scene. Buncha parts and a stripped down and caged 911.

The early afternoon traffic was hellashish. AT one time I spent 2 hours to get 1 mile.

I stopped off to get some diesel fuel. BAD choice. Got a a load of contaminated fuel. Within ten miles of fill up, the check engine light flickered on and all power went down to the level of a 36hp VW. I pulled into a station and siphoned the tank and purchased a hopefully clean tank of fuel and two bottles to Techron. I had a siphon and 4x5 gallon containers. The engine went into "limp mode" and my max speed was 53 mph. After a cool down, full power, 3 hours later, limp mode again.

Engine responded and I proceeded south...btw, no sleep, destination middle Florida. 17 hours later, I pulled in to my destination and delivered my load. The client I had never met but he trusted me due to recommendations. Gave me a deposit I delivered. A bit late because the northern weather delayed my departure.

Still no sleep...lots of coffee, looked on the net, lots of the shaky hands. Tried to get a short term motel. Got hosed. Took my CC, no confirming email, bogus address.....ended up driving north for two hours and slept in a rest area. Warmer this time.

Headed back to GA. An 8 hour drive turned into 15 hours with traffic. Got back close to home and last fuel up. An idjut cut me off and I had to circle the pumps to find a Diesel that could pump to the passenger side.

Whilst I cut through the rabble I finally found an open pump. I got out and all of sudden this VERY LARGE BLACK LADY IN A MOOMUU charged me and said I hit her Kia.....yeah right. My window was down, no noise no bump.

I got out of my ride. Overalls and an open carry .45 on my hip....she's STILL talking shyite. I looked at the right rear 1/4 panel. Looked like someone sneezed on her clear coat....I gave my info and split the scene. NO DAMAGE to my trailer.

Oh yeah, I picked up a nail and had to change one of the trailer tires. I got home and slept 14 hours straight.

Otherwise. No issues.

The buyer and seller are unnamed but if they choose to respond that's up to them.
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