So late Tuesday afternoon I decided to reset the timer on the driveway lights. It is located on the wall above the garage door track with the yellow face. See it? I stood on the wheel rim that is the base of the grinder pedestal. My black car is adjacent to that. Because I was a little off balance I grabbed the top of the cabinet. In the next second I was pinned between the car and the cabinet. The cabinet had done a half gainer and was upside down with the door facing away from me. I had somehow caught that bastard on the way down with my left arm. In my right arm was the 5 gallon bucket full of scrap wood pieces. It had previously been perched on top of this cabinet. One second I was adjusting the timer and in the next I was holding both of these items wondering how in the Hell I could get these to the ground without damaging the car or myself. What a fucking dilemma! I could not hold both of these items if you placed them in my arms yet here I was with both. I let the bucket slip down until I could feel the handle then slowly lowered it to the floor keeping a tight grip on the cabinet in my other arm. Once I had the bucket on the ground I was able to grab the cabinet with both hands and survey what had just transpired. The car hadn't a scratch and I but 3. Blood was streaming down my face and I was elated the car escaped w/o a dent or scratch. You think someone was watching over me? I damned sure do. The cabinet and it's items weighed in at 46 lb's. The bucket and it's contents, a paltry 15lb's. Both were on top of me in a second and landed in my arms? I think this proves beyond a shadow of doubt that God does indeed favor Porche's. Here a couple of pic's so you get an idea. Thx Lord,
Aftermath:
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The contents:
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Re-installed and screwed to wood not sheetrock
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My butt was pinned against the fender and back against the pillar. You can see the dust and white paint chips laying on either side where my butt wasn't.
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