|my little car last winter|
Then I noticed a noise. Normally I am listening to music as I drive. Last night I just wanted quiet while I drove. So that was why I noticed the noise.
Right rear. Weird rubbing grinding sound. I haven't been married for over forty years to a mechanical genius without learning something. 'Bearings' I said to myself. 'Or a tire' I pondered aloud.
So I babied it all the way home, as the noise gradually got louder and scarier. I told Steve when I got home to have a look. It was dark by then, so he waited until the next morning.
That was when he saw it. A slit ran about 8 or 9 inches around the outside edge of the tire, and the innards were poking out some.
I had been minutes from having a major blow out. But the tire held.
I think my karma has turned. And the year of the dragon has started early.
Either that or my guardian angel is a grease monkey. :D