One of my best summer memories was riding on the dump rake! I don't remember driving the tractor for it. I think one of my brothers usually was on the tractor. I'd sit on the seat, turning back to watch how much hay accumulated in the teeth. When it looked pretty bulging full, I'd stomp on the pedal to trip the lever of the dump. The teeth, or tines, would spring up and dump the hay in a pile. I loved it! Later, Dad or my brothers would pick these piles up with the "Farmhand