http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NjMUfIKktWUS
o on Saturday evening I kept trying to go home. Well, the entrance ramps to the interstate were all closed off and it took about 20 minutes to get to one I could use. This should have been my sign to stay at my apartment.
A mile from my house, I came around a curve and in the blind part of the curve there was something that I saw right before I drove over it. I thought it was either a pothole or something in the road, but wasn't sure. When I drove over it, my car made a really loud noise and then after I drove over it, it's like my car was making a weird noise and wobbling/shaking. I pulled over to see what was wrong, and was shocked to find my tire flat with the rim basically sitting on the ground.
My first instinct was to call Matt, who was not anywhere near me. So of course my next person was my big brother, who was about thirty minutes away. I was ready to cry because there is no way I could change my tire by myself, but he said he would call his best friend to come change my tire.
While I waited, I freaked out. All of my tires are brand new (2 months old) and I was so upset that I had ruined one. While I sat and waited, cars kept pulling over to check on me. Let me explain that I was sitting at the entrance of a trailer park and some woods, which was not somewhere I liked sitting by myself with people pulling up.
Two guys pulled up and offered help, and I was a little surprised when the person said, "Holly are you okay?Do you need some help?" It turned out to be my friend Wes, who I used to go to car shows with my freshman year of high school, and my other friend Nick who I went to middle and high school with and rode the bus with. I explained that my brother's friend was on his way, but they were nice enough to stop and help me anyways so that when Kevin got there he didn't have to do it all on his own.
After they pulled my tire off, Kevin said they was nothing wrong with it, and he didn't know why it was flat. When I looked at it, I realized that the rim was dented SO BAD. I thought I was going to have to go buy a new rim. Lucky for me, my big brother is a welder and works with metal for a living. So the next day, he came and picked up my rim and took it to his shop to work on. He got the dent out, and nothing is wrong with the tire or rim now, and I didn't have to spend any money on repairs=] which was awesome!
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