And the black handle one, and I get more and more, I gotta jump through 'em, I use for ginger and like tougher, horseradish, more rooty things 'cause they beat 'em up, you know?
The soil of Illinois and its neighbors was thick, moist, and rooty, in a fashion that would lead it to clump on the plow, forcing farmers to stop every once in a while to clean it off.