Alright folks, my good buddy of 3 years was telling me the sad story about how he lost his daughter in a car accident. He had never mentioned her at all before that. He tells me he has something for my son, but some work is involved to get to it. Come to find out, there was 40 TONS of hay to move. So I just keep it in the back of my mind. He called me yesterday and told me it is time to grab the family and head up to the ranch. I pull into the shop and he is there messing with with one of his TRX 250R's. He waits until all of us hop out ot the wifes truck and he leads us to the lower hay barn. We turn the corner and there sits an 84' Big Red and I start smiling. He said "nope, not that one". A few more steps and 3 big block Fords later here it sits. I'm pissed because we forgot our camera at home. It was the ultimate scene. It is a 1985 ATC 70 :woot:: We loaded it really carefully, not to disturb the cocoon of webs and hay dust that encased it.
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Originally Posted by firefirefire90
