That's right folks...I was driving north on I-75 tooling along nice and steady and then the ride got rough. Thought it was just a rough patch in the road...God knows there are plenty of them. Then I saw something fly to the side...it was black...though it was a black bird. Then I saw more black things flying and realized it was chunks of rubber coming off one of my tires. Damn! Pulled over to the side of the road to check on it. It was the tire that was just replaced in March! State boy pulled in behind me and I explained to him the situation and told him I was going to drive slowly up the shoulder to the next exit. He said okay...good luck.
So now I'm sitting on the side of exit 140 twiddling my thumbs. Just now got a call that said that roadside service should be here within the hour. Oh Goodie! And guess what? My legal driving hours just ended about 10 minutes ago. So this will put me way behind on getting to my receiver in the morning. I had already lost some time stopping to adjust one of the brakes on my steer tires. I wouldn't say this is one of my best days in the truck...although I can't say it's one of my worst either (Highlands, NC was probably THE worst so far).
Are we having fun yet? Not so much! Think I might take me a nap while I'm waiting. Might as well!
dang, was that another retread?
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