my Dad likes to use reverse on the nasty hills to slow down sometimes; he was smokin' down a hill right at some thick trees with my brother and Dad's buddy waiting at the bottom. Well, he hit reverse, cobbed it, and realized it was still going forward He cleared out a nice path until he found a tree that objected
His buddy said the old man screamed like a little girl (you could hear him over a floored rt1000 with a can...)
His buddy said the old man screamed like a little girl (you could hear him over a floored rt1000 with a can...)