Saturday, July 27, 2013
Something on Saturday
Here's my "Something..."
There's nothing like getting a flat tire when you are driving home alone at midnight on a highway with a 70 speed limit. And did I mention there were toll plazas and construction?
I went to my sister's to scrapbook at our favorite place, and while I was driving home, I noticed the car was becoming difficult to control. Then, there was an unusual sound. Unusual, yes, but unmistakable. Crrrraaaaapppp! Flat tire.
Luckily, my husband hadn't gone to bed yet, and he rescued me. I was only about 20-25 minutes from home, but it was kind of scary sitting in my car at night, almost in the middle of nowhere, but I survived. Hubs arrived, changed my tire, and followed me home. What a sweet, considerate man!
Have you ever had a flat tire or car trouble at night in the middle of nowhere? What happened?