What a bad day Lizards..I left this morning to take a load of my stuff to the new place up in the North woods..A 1300 mile trip. There I was in the middle of nowhere by broken arrow, Oklahoma and I blew a front tire.
I was only going around 90mph holding on for dear life as the tire shredded with smoke everywhere. It was kindof scary.
So I try to find somebody on my ‘smartphone’ It I just couldn’t find anybody to come out to help. Finally I found a 24 hour place..2 hours later these hillbillies in a beat up old Ford pickup arrive on scene..For a moment I was happy..They looked at my tire…They brought the wrong freaking size tire.
So they went back and I sit with Winston for another couple of hours..
Finally they show up to save the day. Funny when you are in need of help the hillbillies will charge you 200 bucks just for the tire and 172 for labor.
I drove down the road till I found a motel and stopped in for the night. Winston is passed out…What a day..Only another 1000 miles to go.