On Saturday night the crew was gearing up to head over to the school to set up. It was the typical drill, until I started the truck and put my foot on the brakes. At first the brakes felt fine, but then they went to the floor. I got out and discovered that a puddle of brake fluid was collecting under the right front wheel. So we had to regroup and do a Sunday AM setup. I'm thankful to have been able to use my Father-in-law's truck to pull the trailer.
So here's where I'd like to publicly thank God for watching over me. Maybe you'd need to know what it's like to tow 5000 pounds of equipment to understand how grateful I am that the brake line broke in the parking lot of our storage lot, instead of on Ritchie Highway. You can probably see why I'm thankful.
--Ben
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