July 16, 2008
Two flat tires
I have the worst luck when it comes to vehicles and things going wrong. My husband and I were traveling along an interstate highway headed for the beach with our kids. I started hearing this loud thumping sound and we pulled over on the side of the road. Turns out we had not one, but two flat tires. I couldn’t believe it, because I had just purchased four new tires about a month before this. I guess we must have rolled over some nails or something. I’m just so glad it happened while my husband was with me, because I never could have changed them by myself.