So... Roark comes by to borrow his mower, which I have been using as a tug. And he says "That rock is backwards".
And, he's right - he's always right - and this time I happen to agree.
So, he leaves with the mower.
After awhile, I go to the store for the usual - milk, onions, etc...
I come home and Roark's truck is in the driveway.
My tractor is missing.
I wander into the backyard - and there is Roark and his son, looking guilty.
They decided to flip the rock around, wanted me not to know, and were going to see if I noticed.
SO, I'll take some more photos.
The rock is right side forward now.