The next time you're online, go here to watch it yourself. It takes a little under three minutes to view and I'll warn you in advance you won't learn a thing about automotive mechanics but you will learn a lot about never giving up.
In
the meantime, I'll attempt to describe it to you and concede I am trying to do
what a dear friend once called 'listening to golf on the radio.' So, hand me
that three wood and don't be surprised if I decide to lay up and hit short to
avoid trouble.
A small group of men finds two thoroughly abandoned cars in some heavy underbrush
I have no idea where. Both cars are in terrible condition but they have no time
to mourn or feel bad about that. They have someplace to be and one of these two
cars will have to get them there.
The car they choose is the lesser of the two wrecks I guess you could say but is
still in pretty awful shape. It has no battery for the starter but someone
rummages around until they find one with some charge among a pile of discards.
While
under the hood, they realize they have no oil cap for the crankcase but they do
have a doll's head that will fit in the hole. When one wonders 'what will
people say if they see that?' the answer is "who cares? it'll stop the oil
coming out."
Inside,
there's no driver's seat but they have found a child's stroller they tie down
behind the steering wheel and move right along when they realize both the
radiator and the gas tank are bone dry. They fill the radiator with water from their
jerry-can, sacrificing their drinking water and discover the other car has gas
in the tank, so they use an ax (!) to nick the tank's corner, making a hole and
slowly, almost a drop at a time, collect the fuel and transfer it to their car.
Working
together, they find and mount tires on the wheels. Throughout the entire video
NOT one word of doubt or discouragement is heard.
"Dino"
hits the starter and when the engine turns over and the vehicles lurches
forward through the bush one of them yells, "Hey boys! We got a car!"
The driver adjusts the fuel gauge to read full and sets the disconnected speedometer
to 200 kilometers an hour. And off they roar down the highway headed towards
their happy ending.
None
of what they did by itself should have worked but because each part did, the
car rolled on down the highway. Sometimes we spend more time wrangling about
who’s driving than we do about where we’re going. Maybe we should change our thinking.
-bill kenny
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