My wife and dog were out with me when we were trying to do the right thing of using the air ratchets and hand tools to remove the 5/8" roting plywood someone had put in. But after 2 1/2 hours of fighting the rusted bolts, we gave up and I cam up with a plan for the next day. There I was the next day with a skill saw, crow bars and a nice size hammer that made short work of getting it out. 
I could have cut the plywood up and burned it in the fire pit outside, but who knows what was in the back of that truck. So, I got my monies worth out of the city who hauled it off on the regular trash day.
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