Off into the swirling clouds of white fluff you go. I wish you the best in all your travels. I will remember the fond times we had together, the blood, sweat, tears, and frustrations we went through. It was once a dream I had, though it was turned into a reality. Some warned me, some said it couldn't or shouldn't be done. But in a very long week you made me realize this job is a thankless one, long hours, low or no pay. I enjoyed the long hours, the late nights, and the time we spent together. As I realized this job is not for me.
I understand the lack of maintenance was not your fault, you tried to show your best side at all times, But being the oldest lady in your fleet it is hard to show your best at all times. Do not worry though at the end of the season you will be auctioned off to the highest bidder, and someone will then love and care for you again like you so rightfully deserve. Until then keep your chin held high, all four tracks on the HARDsnow and your oil level full... Here is my tribute to you miss Tucker..
P.S. Next time remind me to bring two shovels, more sheet metal screws, Winch, come-a-long, chains(1,000ft or more), and about 6 more people to dig.
P.S.S. Also rememberDO NOT SPIN THE TRACKS