Grandpa’s tractor has an endless fascination by kids. Our nephew
When I was a kid (30 some years ago), I put a bunch of beer cans on the front of it and shot them with my BB gun. I think we were pretending we were in the TV show “S.W.A.T.” which I loved. A couple days later, my Dad came storming out of the field and grabbed one of the cans and tore it in half. He was not a happy camper. When he had started the tractor, water sprayed all over the place because we had unknowingly shot holes in the radiator.
I probably hid when I saw him like I used to do when he wanted me to cut the lawn.


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