rainbow
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While I'm not naturally inclined to disclose the foolish things I do, this one needs to be told in the hope that others will avoid a similar (or likely much worse) fate.
I was working my brand new 425 ten days ago moving some dirt with my 4in1 bucket after dark. I was in a hurry 'cause it was getting late. After dropping one load I got off the 425 to get a better look at my drop point. When climbed back on the 425 from the right side, my left foot stepped on the reverse treadle rather than the floor behind the treadle, causing the 425 to jolt to the rear. My right foot was still on the ground and the right front wheel caught my right foot as the PT moved rearward.
The wheel pulled my right leg to the ground, and moved by left foot off the rear treadle. Before the 425 stopped, it had rolled over my right foot, up my leg, over my right knee and over my right thigh. The wheel stopped squarely upon my upper right thigh, pinning me to the ground. (advanced readers - decide what you would do next in this situation. )
I yelled for help three times, as loud as I could. The PT motor was still running and my boys had gone into the RV on the other side of our house building project. The neighbors were too far away. I tried to reach the key. I'm 6'3", but my long arms couldn't reach the key.
After an earnest prayer, I thought things through some more and decided if I was careful I could reach the forward treadle with my left hand. I rehearsed to plan in my mind, and then very lightly pushed the forward treadle that I could just reach. The PT rolled back over my knee and off my right leg. I could then reach up to the key and turned off the motor. Now they could hear my yells.
...four hours later I was home from the Emergency Room. No broken bones. No torn ligaments. No bad cuts. Just some minor abrasions, a dozen big nasty bruises, blue jeans with a totally ripped out crotch (with distinctive green paint along one rip where she kissed my behind) and two bottles of pain killers.
I'm truely thankful to God to be alive and whole.
So what did I learn?
1. Never get off or on the PT with it running.
2. If you need to run the PT without sitting on the seat, set the parking brake.
3. Don't work alone (If this is unrealistic, be extra extra careful when you do work alone).
4. Wear proper shoes and pants.
5. Don't hurry.
6. To avoid long Emergency Room waits tell them you got run over by a tractor
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I was working my brand new 425 ten days ago moving some dirt with my 4in1 bucket after dark. I was in a hurry 'cause it was getting late. After dropping one load I got off the 425 to get a better look at my drop point. When climbed back on the 425 from the right side, my left foot stepped on the reverse treadle rather than the floor behind the treadle, causing the 425 to jolt to the rear. My right foot was still on the ground and the right front wheel caught my right foot as the PT moved rearward.
The wheel pulled my right leg to the ground, and moved by left foot off the rear treadle. Before the 425 stopped, it had rolled over my right foot, up my leg, over my right knee and over my right thigh. The wheel stopped squarely upon my upper right thigh, pinning me to the ground. (advanced readers - decide what you would do next in this situation. )
I yelled for help three times, as loud as I could. The PT motor was still running and my boys had gone into the RV on the other side of our house building project. The neighbors were too far away. I tried to reach the key. I'm 6'3", but my long arms couldn't reach the key.
After an earnest prayer, I thought things through some more and decided if I was careful I could reach the forward treadle with my left hand. I rehearsed to plan in my mind, and then very lightly pushed the forward treadle that I could just reach. The PT rolled back over my knee and off my right leg. I could then reach up to the key and turned off the motor. Now they could hear my yells.
...four hours later I was home from the Emergency Room. No broken bones. No torn ligaments. No bad cuts. Just some minor abrasions, a dozen big nasty bruises, blue jeans with a totally ripped out crotch (with distinctive green paint along one rip where she kissed my behind) and two bottles of pain killers.
I'm truely thankful to God to be alive and whole.
So what did I learn?
1. Never get off or on the PT with it running.
2. If you need to run the PT without sitting on the seat, set the parking brake.
3. Don't work alone (If this is unrealistic, be extra extra careful when you do work alone).
4. Wear proper shoes and pants.
5. Don't hurry.
6. To avoid long Emergency Room waits tell them you got run over by a tractor
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