First flat tire

There’s a time in each person’s life when they come face to face with this very problem. That of a flat tire while driving on the highway. The piss rain, stolen credit card and $1 in the pocket are just side dressings to the soon to be eventful day.

Unfortunately, the stable design of a Toyota took away most of the fun associated with flat tires. That includes and is not limited to: swirling uncontrollably, loud screeching noises, screaming driver with a big “I am fucked” expression and of course your favorite crash and explosion. The reality is a solemn faced me, thinking about how happy my life is right now and how I have this eerie feeling that it is just too perfect to be true. I barely noticed anything wrong.

The car skid a little when I turned a curve, resembling the handling of ZR-350 in GTA San Andreas. Oh goody, my first flat tire, but no worries, I think I know what to do. Propped up the car, took out the replacement and feeling smug about being able to do this under 10 minutes. Then I noticed that the wheel nuts are too big for the wrench. It is at this moment that the last string snapped on in my otherwise easy to amuse temper and I deem it necessary to seek comfort in more primitive behaviors. “YOU BITCH”.