Fork lifts can be VERY exciting!

I was upset about something one day, charged into a trailer much to fast, forgot that I was driving a lift with 8 foot forks rather than the normal 4 footers. The brakes didn't work as well as I would have liked.
I ended up parked on top the pallet of screws I was supposed to be unloading, with the forks through the front wall of the trailer, and into the back of the truck's cab.

One day I was following one of the office girls down the dock, dragging the tips of my forks, trying to spook her. I came to the trailer I was unloading and turned in. My forks were still dragging on the dock. They caught the aluminum plate that we used to bridge from the dock into the trailer. The dock plate went flying up and into the trailer, and I did a ten inch drop from the dock into the trailer. A 7,000 pound lift with no suspension, it was a rough ride.

I drove into a trailer once, ran my forks up as soon as I was inside, reaching for the top pallet. I put the masts through the roof of the trailer, at speed. They peeled back two strips of aluminum trailer top, four inches wide and twelve feet long. Nice little rolls, like opening a sardine can!

A half dozen times I was about to drive into a trailer when it moved away from the dock, or was backing out of a trailer when it was pulled away from the dock. Fortunately I managed to stop in time every time, and did not end up like the picture.

I have run over, run through, dumped, smashed, crushed and demolished so much freight that I've lost count. I've done just about every stupid thing that can be done with a fork lift. I am grateful that I have never injured anyone.