Finally made contact with the seller mid morning on Sunday. Asked him to text me his address. He forgot. Asked to make sure that the tractor was running and we could get it loaded on my little truck. He assured me that loading the machine would be no problem. Called him back and got the address. It was not a long drive, maybe half hour.
Pulling up to the house was an experience. There were things everywhere, random things. Parts of machines, engines, ambulance gurneys, ice machines, and unidentified detritus spread over at least an acre. The house was set in the midst of this explosion of technology in various states of decay.
Yelled and knocked. No one. Called the seller on the cell. He came out to meet me. Young guy, maybe 20 or so. Dressed maybe skater or gamer. Saggy pants, two caps. Tall skinny kid, maybe 150lbs.
The tractor, of course was not running. Didnt have a battery. He dug around in the junk and came up with a battery. No terminals on the tractor leads. He connected the bare wires to the battery terminals with hose clamps.
I was feeling a little iffy about the deal at this point.
Seller wandered off into the junkyard to get a battery charger. Came back with a cheap plastic air pump, the kind that plugs into cigarette lighter.
Wandered off into the junk again. Kid seemed really disconnected, maybe something more potent than pot.
Well this went on for a while..couple of hours. Finally he managed to get the Wisconsin to run for a few minutes Wouldn't stay running but I was satisfied that it wasn't seized. There wasnt much slop in the steering, the deck spindles all turned, the shift levers all moved ok.
He had absolutely no idea how to get the tractor onto my truck. He had no running machinery, We lifted it by brute force and put ti on the truck. I am pretty strong and he was young, but I am still amazed that we got the thing up there.