Another, MONSTER rock load. Its dump truck load number seven and it set a new record. The truck was half loaded when my neighbor, Steve White, rolls by with his big Ford loader. I was attacking a four ton, totally bitchin rock out front with the Kubota and going NO WHERE, fast. I wasn’t even getting a yawn out of the big yellow stripped bastard. Since I drove him around for a year decades ago when he lost his license for awhile, I always bring it up when I need a favor. He stops his real loader, smirks at my feeble attempts, then picks it up in his bucket, takes it to my dump truck, sets it in. The truck settles down. I point out an even bigger boulder, the size of a Mini Cooper. He gets in place, skids the bucket under, up into the truck it goes. This time, my truck looked like a Great Dane taking a crap on a lawn. Oh man, that was it. Just drove home doing 55 all the way…