The Ripcord
Okay, here it is. On my street, a few of the neighbors and I communally own a big Acme Leaf Thrasher, a big leaf sucker machine. This thing reduces 400 bushels of leaves into like a teacup. For yard maintenance.
This thing sucks up all the leaves, and anything else in its path, for that matter.
Now, it's a great device but it was way too expensive for one individual to buy. Four of us got together and we bought this thing communally and I was assigned the task of maintenance.
So there we were and the fall season was over, and we had to put this thing to rest, only to be fired up again next fall. All our leaves were taken care of for the season, so I decided to take care of the machine. The neighbors were all watching. They love to watch me work because I'm the only one in the neighborhood that isn't retired.
So, I did all the usual stuff. I put some gasoline stabilizers in the gas tank and I changed the oil and all that. I took the spark plugs out and I put a couple of squirts of motor oil and I yanked on that cord a few times to splash that stuff around.
And then I very slowly pulled the cord until I reached what I knew was the critical position of the ripcord. And then I stopped. And one of my neighbors says "Why are you doing that?
So, that is this week's puzzler. Why did I pull the ripcord all the way out to the critical position?
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