we were slated for a three day vacation, now. The wife came back from pilates and said she hit something in the road and the low tire pressure thingee was lit. I got down and see the front tire is basically perfed on the sidewall, not a chance of holding pressure.
Our motel reservations were nonrefundable, I could not find a rental car in the entire city. So, I go down to change the tire. I have not changed a tire in 45 years. The car was in the garage downstairs in a poorly lit area. I'm getting sweaty and greasy and trying to understand the manual's directions. I finally figure it out, the wheel had little plus covering the lug nuts, I get the lugs off, the wheel off, the spare space saver out, and I can't get the holes lined up right. Fuss fuss fuss.
I asked the wife to call our lodging place and sweet talk them into a delay, which they did, two weeks out. I finally relent and call AAA to get the spare on. Dude shows up in about 30 minutes, very helpful, shows me what I was doing wrong, mounts the space saver. I'll get a new tire on tomorrow morning, with any luck.
At least now I know how to change a tire in this new fangled car thingee.
