I'm not a big horn guy. When I was digging my lake I'd switch off with another guy between running the excavator and driving the dump truck. When I was on the excavator, I'd hold the loaded bucket up and he could simply back under it. He knew "when" because I'd drop the first bucket full in the bed. When he was on the excavator he always wanted to have this complicated series of honks trying to tell me where he wanted me. First, I'm quite capable of putting the dump truck exactly where needed and where I wanted it. Second, we had radios in each machine. Third, I pulled the fuse to his horn on the 3rd day. Forth, I cut the wires to the horn on the 4th day when he replaced his fuse. /forums/images/graemlins/wink.gif
My daughter has had one "date" that was a double date and chaperoned by a parent. When he pulled up in the driveway and laid on the horn, he got me; not my daughter. We had a nice little chat about manners and courtesy and he left without a date. So, no, I don't have a horn. Why do you ask? /forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif