How long would it be ok to leave cue in car in hot humid weather?

You don’t know how much I want to casually have a cue in my car at all times. It would mean cheap case because the trunk is the case and I can go to the pool hall without thinking about going home to get them.

I hate bringing my cues with me even if I’m not going to shoot pool right away. I bring them just in case I stop by after running errands.

That's exactly why I've kept one in the trunk for all these years.
 
On cold winter days my car cue sweats when I bring it in the pool hall. After 15 - 20 minutes the cue warms up and I’m good to go.
 
I think I’m gonna use that line…it’s a gem.

Unfortunately it was the truth too. If a tool was in the sun which it usually was I had to snatch or bat it into the tiny shade under a tire and let it cool awhile before I could hold it. Sumbitch stole our tractor trailer and ran it all over the country coast to coast and top to bottom for six months then left the trailer in Orlando and blew the side out of the transmission on the sand at Daytona Beach. We got the bills and tickets he ran up while he was doing this and nobody would hold the truck. A very frustrating six months.

Then the truck was supposed to be at a nice diesel repair shop but it took them three days of work time to pull the transmission so I knew what input shaft I needed on the $3500 rebuilt transmission we were bringing. I was working four tens so I told my partner to load the jacks and every tool we had, I knew trouble was afoot. It is a half day job to change the clutch on that truck in a good shop which requires pulling and replacing the transmission.

Sure enough, the tractor was alongside a one bay tire shop full of tires and in the sand. The 13 speed roadranger transmission uses tiny air lines to shift. These were full of sand! They had also dragged the transmission out with a wrecker, pulling the double disk clutch pack out of alignment. No pilot shaft so I was under the truck eyeballing everything into alignment!

Three days after he got back home Roland had some friends pass by on their way to Florida and wanted to know if he wanted to ride. They had no idea why he cursed them out! I have been to Pensacola a time or two when I think about it but I have never been back to the Atlantic coast of Florida.

Not the places' fault but there are a few places I will drive a few hundred miles out of the way to avoid. Daytona Beach is one of them! I feel tired just thinking about that ordeal then I had to drive back to Baton Rouge LA, first picking up the trailer in Orlando.

There was a song with a line "multiply hell by three" that is what that trip was like for me! Roland wasn't a mechanic and that was a very dangerous job so all he did was toss something near me now and then. Putting that transmission that weighed a thousand pounds or so in by hand ranks up there with impossible feats. I had to have a wrecker set it a few feet back from where I needed it then use pinch bars to move it into place. The sheet I got myself into trying to make an honest living, I shoulda stuck with pool!

Hu
 
Unfortunately it was the truth too. If a tool was in the sun which it usually was I had to snatch or bat it into the tiny shade under a tire and let it cool awhile before I could hold it. Sumbitch stole our tractor trailer and ran it all over the country coast to coast and top to bottom for six months then left the trailer in Orlando and blew the side out of the transmission on the sand at Daytona Beach. We got the bills and tickets he ran up while he was doing this and nobody would hold the truck. A very frustrating six months.

Then the truck was supposed to be at a nice diesel repair shop but it took them three days of work time to pull the transmission so I knew what input shaft I needed on the $3500 rebuilt transmission we were bringing. I was working four tens so I told my partner to load the jacks and every tool we had, I knew trouble was afoot. It is a half day job to change the clutch on that truck in a good shop which requires pulling and replacing the transmission.

Sure enough, the tractor was alongside a one bay tire shop full of tires and in the sand. The 13 speed roadranger transmission uses tiny air lines to shift. These were full of sand! They had also dragged the transmission out with a wrecker, pulling the double disk clutch pack out of alignment. No pilot shaft so I was under the truck eyeballing everything into alignment!

Three days after he got back home Roland had some friends pass by on their way to Florida and wanted to know if he wanted to ride. They had no idea why he cursed them out! I have been to Pensacola a time or two when I think about it but I have never been back to the Atlantic coast of Florida.

Not the places' fault but there are a few places I will drive a few hundred miles out of the way to avoid. Daytona Beach is one of them! I feel tired just thinking about that ordeal then I had to drive back to Baton Rouge LA, first picking up the trailer in Orlando.

There was a song with a line "multiply hell by three" that is what that trip was like for me! Roland wasn't a mechanic and that was a very dangerous job so all he did was toss something near me now and then. Putting that transmission that weighed a thousand pounds or so in by hand ranks up there with impossible feats. I had to have a wrecker set it a few feet back from where I needed it then use pinch bars to move it into place. The sheet I got myself into trying to make an honest living, I shoulda stuck with pool!

Hu
I consider you an all-round athlete…..you’ve done it all.
 
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I consider you an all-round athlete…..you’ve done it all.


Still a few things on my bucket list. When I am ready to break up with a girlfriend I want to climb in the saddle then say, "not bad, but your sister is better!"

If you can stay in the saddle eight seconds, ten really I am old school, then you can say you are a cowboy!

Hu
 
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