Born Out of Exasperation That You Too Have Experienced

It was a hot, steamy August night in Tulsa. I was working on my car trying to get it running so I could get to work the next day. After midnight, having struggled for hours, I was nearly finished. Sweating profusely, I rolled back under the car on my creeper when for the umpteenth time the creeper wheels hit my droplight cord and stopped. Struggling against the obstacle, I pushed harder. The little cord might has well of been the Grand Canyon. There was no way I was going to cross it. I rolled back to get a run at it. I hit the cord, the creeper stopped dead and flipped over, dumping me face down on the drop light.

Now, sweaty, mad and with a nasty burn on my face I struggled back on top of that tormentor and angrily slid out from under the car. As if I hadn't experienced enough misery when I tried to get off, that creeper tipped up and dropped me on my butt. Coolly, I stood up and threw the creeper out in the middle of the yard where it remained for several weeks.

That night as I lay in bed I was thinking. There has to be a better way. If those cheap little wheels weren't so small they would roll over that cord. If they were far enough out to the corners the creeper couldn't flip or tip.

Years went by; my hate of creepers grew worse. I could design and build a better creeper and the world would be a better place for it. The Bone™ was born out of this agony and frustration, relieving the world of at least one aggravation. – Dale Adams, Inventor

Now you and mechanics everywhere can be freed from their old, obsolete designed tormentor and get a creeper that really works. The Bone™ moves easily, won’t get hung up, is very comfortable, and won’t break. A creeper made by mechanics for mechanics …Ride the Bone!

"PUSH!"