Can I Be Lucky Blowing Out A Tire?

I suppose so.

I left for work the other morning and leaving my neighborhood, I approached the beast.

A pothole…a big one.

The crazy thing is, I know it’s there.  I drive around it every day.

Not this day.

For some reason, I saw it, but didn’t move and hit it head on with a loud bang.

I said some words.  Many words.  Words that I can’t say on the radio or I’m in the unemployment line.

So what’s the positive in all this? (trying to do that for 2019).  I was close enough that I could limp back home and change the tire in the garage instead of War Memorial…and, who knew I had a full size spare in the trunk?

I’ll take that any day.



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