We got a phone call two days ago. My wife’s step son had died. He was working on a car and it came down on him. His fiancee and three year old daughter found him. I have worked on stuff all my life and recon at times I took short cuts and got lucky. I am not sure of the specifics in this case yet as he was in Arizona living and I am in Michigan however he worked on cars all the time and knew what he was doing too. Please be carefull. Besides using jacks or jack stands always put something else under there too as a fail safe. And always block all the tires if putting a car on ramps, even the ones on the ramps!
Man, sorry to hear that…
Prayers to the family.
Very sorry to hear of this tragedy. Thoughts and prayers are out there.
My heart goes out to you and your family, thoughts and prayers as well from my end.
Very sorry for your loss.
My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family. God bless.
Steven
Sobering thoughts… so close to Christmas… I am very sorry for your loss and my condolences to you and your family. Like so many things: There; but for the grace of God…
Sorry for your loss… I’ve been guilty in my younger days of slidiing under a vehicle with only a jack holding it up. Until right after high school while installing headers on my camaro and jerking the headers around to get them to fit. The jack slipped off the cross member and caught the front crank pulley stopping the car from falling on me. Now I never go under a car without good solid jack stands on a good hard surface. I leave the jack as a back up or boards under the tires for extra safety measure.
Sorry to hear about your loss, thoughts and prayers going out to you.
Ouch!
thoughts and prayers from me to you and your family…
My deepest condolences for your loss; and my heart goes out to the little girl. It’s been a joking maxim that the 6 most common words spoke before the death of a ‘redneck’ are “Hold my beer and watch this!”; but the reality is that too many guys’ last words are “It’ll be okay, I’ll only be a minute”. No matter the speaker’s social or educational status; the loss is always tragic and those left behind are usually the most hurt. And there’s a lesson in that.
For the last couple of months I’ve gotten up in the morning with my joints sounding like a tall celinged classroom full of Kindergartners running across a giant sheet of bubble-wrap. Pulled a hammy a couple weeks ago, it still twinges now and then, sometimes enough to bring me to my knees. I just keep joking that “If I’d only known I was going to live a half century; I’d have taken better care of myself” Even though that doesn’t actually happen for another 4 weeks and change; I’ve already taken it to heart and am trying to watch my own 'safety issues". 
Let’s all try to do that… the life that you NOT sorrowfully influence probably will be that of somebody(ies) you love. I mean this for all of us from guys like Joe G and SeanD up through the truly “old guys” hanging out here and on other boards dedicated to our particular “addiction”.
I’m not going to ask to whom that may apply; but we know who we are.