Heading to the logging show in Eugene one year, boss let us take fuel and a crummy up. About 90 miles from home the throttle cable broke on an old 7.3 pre power stroke ford. We turned one end of the cable into a farmers eye, tied a couple strings we cut off our bed rolls and routed it up under...
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