It's going down and down and down

I am glad to hear that you have changed tire and hope everything gets well after that.

It went back down overnight, so right after I filled it up, I called the garage-and ended up purchasing a new one. We'll save up the money for the other one as soon as possible to keep the tread as even as possible.

Oh, I was doing 55+ on I-95 during rush hour IN Philadelphia when I had one-scary stuff! I don't know how I managed to switch lanes (I was in the center lane), but I managed to pull over safely. Trying to change the tire proved hysterical though-I immediately broke a nail (that HURT!) plus I was in heels in a skirt! Fortunately, a nice guy in a suit came and changed my tire. This was in 1991 or 1992. I had a second blow out in 2010, on my way home from MD. Route 295 (also called the North-South Freeway in Jersey) was under construction. Since I was going north to Burlington County, I decided to skip the local traffic portion and take the single-lane through way. I think I had just entered it when I heard a loud BOOM! and the car became hard to handle. It was dark and raining, and the lane was just a single lane, with mud on either side. I had no choice but to continue, so I quick hit my 4-ways and began praying because I had someone tailgating me-and 55 mph ( the posted) wasn't fast enough. I think God was looking out for me because I drove like a mad woman for about 7 or 8 miles like that! Thank God no one was on my right when the through way ended because I made a beeline for the shoulder. I had to find someone to pick me up (no small feat at 9 on a Sunday night) and make arrangements to get the tire changed. I did get the donut put on. I bent the wheel driving like that, so I called around and found another Sebring wheel to match, but I had to drive 55 miles north to Lambertville from home, pick it up and come home to get it put on my car. You're only supposed to drive 50 miles on those things!

We knew we'd be replacing both front tires, but we didn't quite have enough yet to do that. I think in better about checking the pressure than my boyfriend is-he would leave it for me to do, so I purchased a new tire gauge and keep it in the car.

I'm pretty good at checking the car, but he was parked very close to the curb, so it was hard to tell. Once I started driving, it was obvious. My father was always checking our cars when I first started driving, but he did show me how to check my fluids. I learned how to charge my battery up or give it a charge. It's too hard for me to change a tire-it's too heavy for me to pick it up.

That is why I called the mechanic right after I put air in the tire. He needed time to order one in, but I got it put on yesterday. And we'll be saving up to replace the other side as soon as possible, as well as having them rotated and balanced.

I just got a new tire yesterday, and we had the entire car checked out a few months ago. It'll be back in for an oil change within the month, and our mechanic is great about checking the car out.

Actually, we've been having parking issues. Two days ago, Doug parked his work truck out front in front of our car, and backing up first, I still was unable to see around the fender. We've heard him through the front door cursing because we took 'his' spot-on the street! And they will move their vehicles in position, instead of walking like many others do. But his first thought was that someone at work was letting the air out, and he does work with some shady characters. That's the main reason we are looking to move-they're coming out of the city into the suburbs.