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Okay, I just remembered one. It was about '96 and I was doing underground utility construction on a Pac Bell job in San Francisco. We took out the sidewalk and trenched for a block on Union St, just up from Van Ness to add ducting. That's one of those 45-degree steep streets of San Francisco spots. We were running the job on a 4 man crew that included our company's owner/boss. He was freaked about how much time it took to get from north SF to Brisbane to dump the spoils, so he loaded about 7 yards into my 5 yard single rear axle dump truck and told me to get out of there. While we were digging, somebody with a BMW decided to park in the spot behind the dump truck, orange cones and clods falling off the back and all. I had about 16" from my pintle hitch to their front bumper, and that hill was steep (pouring the concrete sidewalk later was another story). Anyway, I watched traffic, saw my opening, turned the wheel a bit, revved to about 2000 and lifted the clutch until it started to grab, released the park brake, and fairly quickly before I started to roll backwards, let the clutch all the way out. Then BAM! I started rolling backward. I stopped the truck inches from the stupid BMW, but left chunks of ring gear and oil on the street under the rear differential. Oops. The company mechanic had the pumpkin replaced right there on the street by the next morning, the BMW was gone, and with the helping push of a backhoe I made it out of there. I never really got grief from the boss, he wasn't a dummy and knew he overloaded the truck on that city hill. Even though I'm in a much better career, I still miss working for that guy. I drove dump for several years after that. Now I'm starting to remember more mistake stories...