I’ve been victim of help tow vehicle too many times here recently. Strait up I hate it. When I was dumb 16 yr old I tried to help to friend with a chain that resulted in shattering a $400 rear window in our blazer, our only family vehicle. Lesson learned avoid chains.. well since then I’ve used Dolly’s/trailers, much easier, worth money. Well over past 6 months I’ve been asked too many times to help tow a vehicle, with strap, but be in the broken one..thankfully not been my vehicles. But not my money to spend. I’m nice guy sure I’ll help!!!...... past 3 times been with BIL, older then me, knows more then me, it’ll be fine type of fellow. Last time was bad, today worse.. I know the situation, person in front, first 5 mins at 20 mph we’re good let’s speed it up we can get there faster! Hey dumbass I have no effin brakes back here! So today helping BIL pull his truck to his bosses/my landlord shop. Need to take pics, his boss/my landlord is circle track racer, has few cars to race, even has his own machining equipment. Anyways, my BIL has 90 c1500 worth bout trash bag full of aluminum cans, tow vehicle king ranch f350 I want to avoid like the plague. Let fun begin, BIL ties strap to his “grill guard”, me, hey I’d tie it to frame be safe, him, nah it’ll be fine. Whatever not my truck. Thankfully we were on backroads. First few miles go uneventful, then after 5 mind hey we can 40 now... then lil more.. call BIL dude slow the berkeley down I can’t stop, nah we’re good, berkeley you man berkeleyk you!! Finally make to our turn off, I’m standing out the back window trying to stop, he then turns and gets right back on gas.. too much slack in line slow down...bam! Again should’ve took pictures. Off comes his grill guard sliding across road. I berkeleying told you , I berkeleying told you!!! again thankfully on back roads less traveled. Finally he hooks strap up to frame, takes back off in hurry and snap goes strap. At this point we’re less mile from the shop, his truck is victim of 27 year old freeze plug giving up. I told him get out my way, fire the bitch up and haul ass. Get there fine, he’s pissed I drove his truck with no antifreeze in it. I know old Chevy 350 can handle it, he doesn’t. We argue, job done, I can finally end my day, did I mention I wake up at 4 am and this happened hour ago. Sorry but my daily rant. And I write too much. But berkeley...