here how my night went, i got out of class at five, and i was supposed to meet my dad at his shop so we could use his lift to rotate my tires. so i get there, and he was gone, locked the shop with him. bastard
so i get back on i81, and i notice that the car is starting to pull to the side again. I just brush it off, because my crackermobile is weird like that. i later on went to lookat a mazda 626 for sale at a dealership. I'm getting ready to go head on home when i notice the front left tire is completly flat.
so i pull all the **** outa my hatch, so i got the donut, the jack, and... no fukin jack handle! i convince the mechanic to let me borrow his jack. (it is amazing how bad it sounds to have to drive 50 feet on a flat tire... ugh) so i get the donut on the car, and im only 20 minutes from home.
i get 20 feet (literally), sparks on the road, gas pedal only makes more sparks. so i coast to the next clearing, and THE DONUT CAME OFF THE RIM!!
needless to say, impretty ****ed.
dont think im gonna buy another POSI anytime soon.
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