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Funny the OP is from Wichita, it reminds me of an off topic(for the board, not the thread re breakdowns and help and such) story from while back.

The wife and I were headed home on leave from the army. Going through Kansas, Olathe area, we stopped for gas. I noticed the rear wheel of our cage was wet with what appeared to be diff lube. Hundreds of miles from home, either direction, I decided to limp on. As we exited the Stuckeys, the car stalled. No forward gears, no reverse gears. I looked in the right side mirror, and there on the ground lay my rear wheel, and the axle sticking straight up in the air. A phone call to the ol man and a trailer was in enroute, albeit at least 6-8 hours out.

Us with our Iowa tags, broke down in Kansas. Out came a lawn chair, military wet weather gear, a bag of ice and a 12 pack.

We sat there for hours, car after car not even slowing down to look. Until around 2 PM. A car load of Kansas good ol boys in a TA drove by. Then drove by again 15 minutes later. Were we being cased? Always better safe than sorry, I dug out my side arm. The 3rd time by, they wheeled in, stopped and asked us what the deal was. We told them and said we were still 4 hours from our trailer showing up and had no real idea as to how we were going to load the car.

Their response, a simple hmmmmm, and off they went. My wife scared shitless at this point that we were about to become statistics was frantic. I reminded her that I had 6 shots....HAH!

Anyway, a half hour later, here comes the TA again, a couple of bikes and trucks following along. They pulled up, unloaded several lawn charis, a couple of coolers full of beer, a grill, hot dogs and buns. I about shit.

We sat there in that Stuckeys parking lot for another 4 hours drinking beer, eating hot dogs and shooting the shit with people we'd never met before. The ol man finally rolls in around 8 pm and can't believe his eyes.

We scratched our collective heads for a minute, then decided to put every available man on the rear bumper, and the ol lady behind the wheel. We lifted the ass end up, pushed the car onto the trailer, and chained it down.

One last beer, a shit load of Thank you's and we were on the road again. There are some damned nice folks in Olathe Kansas.
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