Down our one lane road I come back from the mailbox. Delivery truck heading my way. I stop, back up the hill- then as I look forward and see him pull to the side of the road to let me pass. I cringe as I know my service truck wouldn't like that grassy, wet slope. I go by and wait. And he just keeps slipping in deeper and deeper. So I grab the little LS (Lois) and a chain and yes, the little tractor that could dragged him out. Payback for all the times I was dragged out of a ditch in my younger days.