My car tires continued their one by one revolt today. I was going back to Slugger Field after looking for a sofa at Ashley Furniture. We are redecorating the home clubhouse. While sitting at the stop light on Bluegrass Pkwy at Blankenbaker, a good Samaritan in a pick-up truck next to me pointed out that my right front tire looked a little low. I thanked him and decided I would stop at a service station on the way back to the office. Just before Cannons Lane on I-64, my tire blew and shredded like it passed through a cheese grater. I managed to pull over into the big V shaped area next to the Cannons Lane ramp. I jacked up the car and got out the doughnut spare (mmmmm...doughnut). To my profanity filled surprise, the spare was too small. It turned out is was made for a smaller Ford, not my Camry. Anyway, I managed to call a tow truck and had it taken to Oxmoor Toyota where I told them I was willing to pay for two new front tires, but not the towing expense. They also changed the rim for me at no charge. So, even though I was out the money for the tires, they did take care of the new rim and towing. Peachy.
Also, driving around town, we all see near accidents and people being cut-off. However, it is amazing the number of near accidents I witnessed in the half-hour period on that stretch of I-64. People are nuts...but I'm sure you already knew that.
