Today, I was given the opportunity to drive this Ford F250 Dually Flatbed to deliver seed to four different farmers. Driving that truck reminds me of maneuvering a full size school bus through a construction zone. It was wide enough to make you check both mirrors quite often. Thankfully, God gave me a safe trip with no problems whatsoever. However, something interesting did happen.
After dropping the last load in Ashville, Ohio, I drove as far as I could before refueling. I took this picture in Lodi after filling the tank and washing the windshield. Then it happened. A motorcycle rider walked up to me with his helmet on and the clear plastic visor down. “Hey, buddy, give me a few scrubs!” In other words, he wanted me to clean his visor. So, I smiled real big and did it. I scrubbed up and down while he moved his helmet from right to left. One of the female riders said, “That was so cool!”
I’m still smiling just thinking about that. It’s not every day (actually it’s never happened before) that someone asks you to wash their helmet visor. You just never know what will happen when you drive through Ohio.