Well, I'm putting one on my hit list right now. Husband found an Ancient scissor jack in his Archival Stash (junk pile), but it won't fit over the pegs. This is Way better!
(';')

 

Darren:


As god as it gets. Oughta fit in the pocket and be stashed
on the boot was as intended.


Only a "concours" judge might fuss, and might even fool at least some. If you care, one way or the other.


Jacks fall into that mystery category. If present will not be needed,
but, if not present....


My trip to he "blood letting" went well. Abut a twenty minute drive, the back way, far more pleasant and even a bit scenic than gong on the freeway, the direct way.


Rain mostly over, only a drizzle as I went. Jag's wipers plus Rain X
handled it easily. Sorta neat watchdog the raindrops become tiny bubbles and roll off the screen. No stock in Rain X, but, it has my endorsement.


Lunch after the letting, at the canteen. Corned Beef, cabbage and potatoes. Not the best I've ever eaten, but plenty good. If only I could have quaffed a beer with the meal....


Oh, that HF jack can be used elsewhere quite nicely....


Carl.