This is similar to the one my mom used. She used to break that bad boy out every time we begged to go to the ice cream truck. That was some gooddddddd icecream. She was cranking that bad boy so hard and fast I thought her arm was going to fall off.
Wowwwwwwww I wonder if persuasion will work. Maybe I can get some for Christmas. We have plenty of rock salt.
