Today, I get the unwelcome task and responsibility of visiting the tire store, to have a flat fixed. My poor 1994 Cougar had it's first flat in over 8 years.....aaarrgggh
Took me 7 minutes to change the flat....thank you God, for letting it happen on a suburban street, near a parking lot rather than the freeway (they call it the interstate in SD) so that getting on my knees in public was not a traffic hazard.
I have a feeling that rather than the new wheels I asked Santa to bring,I will be getting tires. DAMN! All I can say is that I am glad to be a 2-car household, because I bet the tire guys aren't looking to sell, replace, balance a set of four tires Christmas Eve. Plus I wouldn't expect it to be there best effort either.
Merry Christmas,or happy days off to those of you who do not celebrate this lovely reason to purchase stuff!!!!!!