Geeeez...what an afternoon
My son called me around 3 or a little after, to say he needed a ride home from work...his wife had the car, so I headed that way. I hung out for a bit at his house, when we got there, before I decided to head back home. As I was leaving I heard a funny noise coming from the front of the car...and turning the radio down, listened closer, but couldn't really heard what I thought I had heard before. We do have a tire that is bad on the back rear, and I get a litte bit of a vibration noise out of it when I drive...we
ve been told the steel belts are seperated, so I assumed that's what I was hearing. Just as I was getting ready to get back out on the highway to head home, I heard the noise again, so pulled over on the exit ramp, before even getting on the highway to have a look. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, so I just assumed I had a stick or clump of mud caught under the car. I hadn't no more started to speed up going down the highway, than I heard another noise...this time, I could tell that something had flown out from underneath the car...and the noise that I had been hearing stopped, so again I assumed that the stick or mud...whatever it was had been thrown clear. I made it almost 4 miles exactly...shy a couple of hundred yards...from the road that takes you to Columbia's airport, when I heard the most God awful noise....and you're right...there I sat...along side the highway, with a tire FLATTER THAN A PANCAKE!!!! I hate being on the side of the highway like that...people drive so crazy, and they pay no attention to ANYONE (unless it's a cop), that might be pulled off onto the shoulder.
Well...after practically having to crawl into my truck, because I'm so short...to try and dig out the jack, and tire...AHAHAHAHAHA...if that's what you can call those stupid little DONUT things they put in cars these days...and have the audasity to call it a tire. Of course...my next problem was, I am so little...only 5'2", and I barely weigh 100lbs...I could NO MORE BUDGE THOSE LUG NUTS THAN THE MAN IN THE MOON! I was about to think I was going to have to call someone to come change it for me. landon, of course, couldn't come, and he was only 4 miles away...because his wife had the car...which was why I was there in the first place. lol About that time, a gentlemen in a jeep pulled up...with emergency lights going...I wasn't sure who he was...it wasn't Columbia police, or Boone Country Sheriff...His license plate was a State plate, and said Calloway Country Ememgency on the plate, which is a neighboring county...not more than 15 miles from where I was. He was very kind, and finished changing my tire for me...and I thank him very much for his help.
About the time I was getting ready to pull out onto the highway..here came the dad of one of Landon's friends. Dean had called his dad, and they only live about 4 miles in the other direction...lol Of course, like he said when he got there..."I don't see no flat tire."...lol He had seen the emergency vehicle just pull away.
So...finally, after having to drive 55 mph all the way on that silly little tire...with everyone whizzzzzzzzzin' by me...cause I'm going so slow....I finally made it home! I just THANK GOD it wasn't pouring down rain as hard as it was when I went to pick up Landon. It was raining so hard you couldn't see the road. Lev would NOT have been a happy camper, if I'd been sitting along side Hi-way 63 in a torrential downpour, with a flat! I wasn't much of a happy camper even when the sun was shinning. Not to mention that I don't have any money right now to buy another tire. Lee says it sounds like I picked up a nail, and the noise I heard was it getting thrown out...and then it didn't take long. I did see a hole, so that very well could have been it. Like he said...if the nail would have stayed in...I'd probably have made it home fine with no prob. If that's all it is, then hopefully, it will be able to be patched or plugged...only about $10. I could handle that. I just hope it is going to be fixable!
I'm just glad that I am home for good now. Lee should be home in less than an hour...and you can bet that I am IN FOR THE NIGHT.
Sure hope you guys have had a better afternoon than I have. At least I'm home now...so that's all that really matters.
Take care....
Lev
ve been told the steel belts are seperated, so I assumed that's what I was hearing. Just as I was getting ready to get back out on the highway to head home, I heard the noise again, so pulled over on the exit ramp, before even getting on the highway to have a look. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, so I just assumed I had a stick or clump of mud caught under the car. I hadn't no more started to speed up going down the highway, than I heard another noise...this time, I could tell that something had flown out from underneath the car...and the noise that I had been hearing stopped, so again I assumed that the stick or mud...whatever it was had been thrown clear. I made it almost 4 miles exactly...shy a couple of hundred yards...from the road that takes you to Columbia's airport, when I heard the most God awful noise....and you're right...there I sat...along side the highway, with a tire FLATTER THAN A PANCAKE!!!! I hate being on the side of the highway like that...people drive so crazy, and they pay no attention to ANYONE (unless it's a cop), that might be pulled off onto the shoulder.
Well...after practically having to crawl into my truck, because I'm so short...to try and dig out the jack, and tire...AHAHAHAHAHA...if that's what you can call those stupid little DONUT things they put in cars these days...and have the audasity to call it a tire. Of course...my next problem was, I am so little...only 5'2", and I barely weigh 100lbs...I could NO MORE BUDGE THOSE LUG NUTS THAN THE MAN IN THE MOON! I was about to think I was going to have to call someone to come change it for me. landon, of course, couldn't come, and he was only 4 miles away...because his wife had the car...which was why I was there in the first place. lol About that time, a gentlemen in a jeep pulled up...with emergency lights going...I wasn't sure who he was...it wasn't Columbia police, or Boone Country Sheriff...His license plate was a State plate, and said Calloway Country Ememgency on the plate, which is a neighboring county...not more than 15 miles from where I was. He was very kind, and finished changing my tire for me...and I thank him very much for his help.
About the time I was getting ready to pull out onto the highway..here came the dad of one of Landon's friends. Dean had called his dad, and they only live about 4 miles in the other direction...lol Of course, like he said when he got there..."I don't see no flat tire."...lol He had seen the emergency vehicle just pull away.
So...finally, after having to drive 55 mph all the way on that silly little tire...with everyone whizzzzzzzzzin' by me...cause I'm going so slow....I finally made it home! I just THANK GOD it wasn't pouring down rain as hard as it was when I went to pick up Landon. It was raining so hard you couldn't see the road. Lev would NOT have been a happy camper, if I'd been sitting along side Hi-way 63 in a torrential downpour, with a flat! I wasn't much of a happy camper even when the sun was shinning. Not to mention that I don't have any money right now to buy another tire. Lee says it sounds like I picked up a nail, and the noise I heard was it getting thrown out...and then it didn't take long. I did see a hole, so that very well could have been it. Like he said...if the nail would have stayed in...I'd probably have made it home fine with no prob. If that's all it is, then hopefully, it will be able to be patched or plugged...only about $10. I could handle that. I just hope it is going to be fixable!
I'm just glad that I am home for good now. Lee should be home in less than an hour...and you can bet that I am IN FOR THE NIGHT.
Sure hope you guys have had a better afternoon than I have. At least I'm home now...so that's all that really matters.
Take care....
Lev
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