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I used to drive a huge Cat 769 at a mine in PA.
We had to drive them up the mine road, across a public road and up to the edge of an abandoned mine, back up to the edge, dump the waste and return, over and over.
One poor soul got too close to the edge, which crumbled out from under him and he and his truck went over and rolled to the bottom. The bed was torn off the chassis but the truck was otherwise undamaged. The owners brought in a big wrecker, righted the truck, got it running, drove it out of the pit, replaced the hydraulics, put the bed back on and had the thing back at work in two days.
The driver, not so much. He lived to tell the tale, albeit with a broken leg and two broken arms.
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