It’s always something… …even when it’s not. I was pulling out of the driveway this afternoon, on my way to the chiropractor, when I heard an all-too-familiar Thwump Thwump of my rear tire and a definite uneven gait as I rolled along. I groaned and pulled over, expecting to see a flat or near-flat tire….
Perfecting the Art of Insanity, One Day at a Time
