This morning I started my car and backed out of my parking spot when I heard a terrible grinding sound. Lovely.
I though something was dragging from the bottom of my car so I got out to go check it out and noticed my tire. It was flat. Not low. I'm talking rim-on-the-ground-flat.
Darren came to change it for me. (And to teach me how to change it while he was at it.) I was hoping to just get it patched, but no luck. Darren pulled it off and the whole inside of the tire has a huge gash. All the way around. The mechanic said some spring broke and that's what ripped it. So I need a new spring and a new tire.
I'm very tired of car repairs.