i don't think flat is the word for what happened to my tired yesterday. you know how you see those shredded tires by the side of the road every so often? it's very exciting when that happens to you. The pavement was hot as we looked for a place to put the jack. The jack was ~%75 rust, making the tire change almost as thrilling as the initial incident.
I've written and erased 5 separate paragraphs. I believe all I wanted to talk about was the tire.
I'm a path of cinders
Burning under your feet