What you are looking at is an example of one of life’s little roadside disasters:
a deceptively large piece of scrap metal which embedded itself into my tire somewhere between my stop at McDonald’s for dinner and my driveway. That is a span of about two minutes. Fortunately I came around to the passenger side to retrieve the bag of take-out and heard the telltale hissing of the air escaping from the tire, because the spot had, by some miracle, rotated to the top as I pulled in. Otherwise I would have awakened the next morning to an unpleasant surprise as I prepared to go to work.
Luckily for me I have a good car dealer with whom I have a good maintenance relationship since I bought the car from them, and AAA. Between the almost instant road service (took less than ten minutes from call to pull-up by the service truck) and the shop employees at the dealer who now work until 8:00 at night, I was able to get a new pair of tires and meet my friend at the mall without missing a beat.
If life throws one a curve, it’s good to have it resolve itself so seamlessly.
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