gah, it finally happened. i blew a tire. while driving 60+ mph on the 5 north. at night. hit a pot hole. left front blew out. there wasn't a real shoulder, but some dirt i could pull off on. i was freaking out, because james wanted to change the tire. did i mention this is a night, and there was no shoulder? and what i was pulled off onto wasn't even, so the car was up on an angle? and that we were around a bend, so cars couldn't even see us until they were about 20 yards from us?
anyway, it was not pleasant. james calmed me down though and convinced me he could do it. i stood by and watched traffic though so that i could, theoretically, pull him out of the way in case anything happened, as well as just being more visible standing than he would be crouched down by the tire. it ended up being fine. we got to our destination. and life is okay.
unfortunately, i didn't just blow a tire, my two left side wheels are bent, and thus need to be fixed or replaced. i found the wheels online for $200each. volkswagen wants to charge me $600+ each for new ones. eff that. repairing the existing ones will run me around $150each, so i'm going with that.
thank goodness for james in all this - keeping me calm and knowing about cars. i might still be stuck freaking out on the 5 if it weren't for him.
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