As I pulled into the parking lot by my apartment, arriving home after work and after picking up my clothes at the dry cleaner, I ran over some glass and ended up with a flat tire. It could have been worse; I could have been stuck somewhere other than my apartment. At this point I hope the tire can be patched or plugged, or else I’ll be looking towards my emergency fund for some cash for a replacement.
My Tires Are Bad Luck
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J~
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