Engineers Swore Nothing Could Move The Sunken Rig Until An Old Man Started His Nineteen Forty Nine Wrecker

the temporary access road since sunrise, escorted by three pickup trucks, two engineers in white hard hats, a county inspector with a clipboard, and a line of annoyed drivers backed up along Route 17. By 9:40 that morning, the rig was supposed to be across the creek and parked on the far ridge, where Keller Energy planned to begin surveying for a natural continue reading …