The Tire was Toast
Ah, yes, little man, I feel the same way about that creepy clown!
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Thank you for stopping by and commenting last week - or was it the week before? They all flow together these days.
Very spooky, too - I left my office today and noticed that my left front tire looked low. I stopped to have it checked, and had picked up a nail. Of course, I checked AFTER I'd driven the 42 miles from my office home. God bless that tire for holding.
I think your tire got the worst of it, though :(
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