So yeah, Andy and I almost died today.

Some background info. Andy and I are working mechanical crew this summer and the school gave us a 1992 blue s10 tahoe pickup. To put things in perspective, this truck is rusted over and a stick shift. The only thing this truck is good for is going from point A to point C and back to point B with a load of sh..stuff.

So we pulled into the mechanical parking lot today to go and clean the boiler in the basement of Sorensen. After we finished, we went back out to the truck to go over to the power house to see if Ralph needed us to do anything. As Andy shifted out of reverse into 1st, the engine stopped. I laughed at him cause I thought he had slipped the clutch and stalled the engine. As he is trying to restart the truck, Jack Duncan comes walking over and tells us to get out of the truck. We thought he was joking till he kept walking towards us. Apparently the truck was leaking gasoline. badly. We luckily stopped doing stuff before we blew up.

So yeah, we almost suffered an explosive death. I blame the Jesus, AKA Buddy Christ, action figure we have taped to the dashboard.

QWERTY!

Well, i am off to do nothing. Jake OUT!