Old log hauler round here use to be quite proficient at backfiring.
Everytime he went through the mill he'd backfire about 4 times at least.
Hauling off the mountain one day he came up on the chain gang cleaning the
side of the road, he back fired them and they hit jumped in the ditch and the
guard laughed..
Anyway, he use to back fire at me evertime I'd see him on the road and I took
to carrying my black powder revolver loaded with powder and packed with cream of wheat.
Caught him at the mill one day and walked up to his door and said,
"I'm damn tired of this backfiring #$%*, you even made an old lady drop her groceries in town.
Whipped the gun out and aimed at his door and he ducked behind it, bammm!!!!
He waited a second an popped his head back up and stuck it out the window and looked
at his door"
Ole Lonny always kept things a going but that day I bested him.