The day after the party, New Year's Day, my brother the cop, my brother the
medic, the GI from the bell tower and Anna took a ride into the town of Eddyville for supplies.
Halfway there, a bracket holding the front axle broke. The left tire would grind to a
halt because the axle was cock-eyed. I had found a couple of rubber-bands on the
road, so, thinking of physics and equal pressure and all that mumbo, I rigged the
rubber-bands so they would have an equal amount of pull on both sides of the axle. This should
also keep the axle from going side to side if I wrap the rubber-bands around my front
bumper.
Lt.Hogancamp, AVG.
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