I was driving the kiddie to class this morning and the little old guy in front of us was doing the stop & go and just annoying me with his driving. So I whip it around him and smack right into a giant hole or the curb, don't know which. I struck with such force that it popped open the gas tank door. I instantly knew that I had damaged the tire, I could hear the hissing of the air as I drove. Sure enough, a big as hole in the side of my tire.
So now the 30 seconds I was going to save going around the dude will turn into a couple of hours while I get my tire replaced. Plus the cash I'm gonna have to drop on the replacement tire.
So remember kids: Patience is a fucking virtue.
So now the 30 seconds I was going to save going around the dude will turn into a couple of hours while I get my tire replaced. Plus the cash I'm gonna have to drop on the replacement tire.
So remember kids: Patience is a fucking virtue.
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