Tom kneeled down and looked under the car. “Pan’s off awready. One rod’s been took. Looks like one gone.’’ He wriggled under the car. “Get a crank an’ turn her over, Al.’’ He worked the rod against the shaft. “Purty much froze with grease.’’ Al turned the crank slowly. “Easy,’’ Tom called. He picked a splinter of wood from the ground and scraped the cake of grease from the bearing and the bearing bolts. “How is she for tight?’’ Al asked. “Well, she’s a little loose, but not bad.’’ “Well, how is she for wore?’’ “Got plenty shim. Ain’t been all took up. Yeah, she’s O.K. Turn her over easy now.
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