Dad had one of those on the farm. Went down in Bravo family history,as the Tractor that my mother used to drive over my father....😂😂😂. Dad had been ploughing right up against a drainage ditch,the bank gave way and he fell off,as it toppled into the ditch,knocking it out of gear as he went. Fergie came to a standstill with his leg underneath the rear wheel. After about 1/2 hour ,Mom went to investigate. Impromptu tractor driving lesson left Dad in the ditch with a broken leg with a Fergie further down. Dad always maintained that Mom Dumped the clutch and broke his leg....😂😂😂
My Fordson Major was purchased new in 1957 by a close neighbour, was used by his brother next door for some years, then briefly owned by an enthusiast about fifteen miles away until he ran out of enthusiasm and sold it to me. As far as we know it has never been more than twenty miles from home in sixty years.
The diesel 35, which my grandfather bought new, used to do about 15 mph at wide open throttle in top gear. We know this because it took dad an hour to drive it to the mechanic shop fifteen miles away for repairs and servicing.
Other grandfather was a share farmer. He had a petrol 35 which was always kept immaculate and his employer had an older Ferguson, either a 24 or 28.