Oh, damn. I had the bad luck 2 years ago on the motorway back home after work. I heard the click, click, click of the screw the whole 30 kilometers home. Awful.
Good that SBDs help you.
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Oh, damn. I had the bad luck 2 years ago on the motorway back home after work. I heard the click, click, click of the screw the whole 30 kilometers home. Awful.
Good that SBDs help you.
Yeah! It's haunting. You gotta get somewhere, and you know you need to stop to get a new tire, but you have to keep going to make that happen . . . ugh, anxiety! Paranoia!
SBD = Tires = Us not dead!