Jumped into the Cruiser after work last night and headed out to pickup Carol before heading home. It's damp and dreary (again). I'm hearing a bit of a thump, thump, thump as I'm buzzing down the street... yeah I do seem to be listing to the corner where the sound is coming from. I finally pull over, get out of the car and sure enough the right rear tire is flat. I give Carol a call that I'm running late then I get the jack out and drop the tire from beneath the car. I have AAA but unfortunately I'm able bodied enough to take care of it myself. Just glad it wasn't raining as it had been earlier. Of course the spare tire is one of those mini's. As it turns out the original tire was unrepairable so I had to buy a new one - $128 mounted, I put it back on myself tonight.
Today Carol and I took a shot at finishing our recent fencing project next to the deck but the rain picked up and that ended the attempt for the day. Try again tomorrow.
This just in - cats are not fond of
being out in the rain.
Dogs just don't have a clue.
This just in - cats are not fond of
Dogs just don't have a clue.
1 comment:
Obviously it has been 35 years since you rode the Puch, that bike gets a flat tire about every five seconds, haha.
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