A couple nights ago, I was driving back home from a funeral-viewing thing for someone I barely knew at a funeral home in the middle of nowhere. I pulled out of the parking lot, went around a curve, and noticed that the truck was pulling really hard to the left. So, I pulled over and sure enough, the front left tire was flat as a board. I flagged someone down and called mom to pick me up, since she had just left before me. We went back home, picked up my floor jack and recovery gear/tools, and headed back to the truck. The floor jack, which was an early Xmas gift from grandma, is just barely tall enough to lift the truck on dry flat pavement. On a muddy roadside, with the tilt of the terrain working against me, it didn’t even come close. So, I called Fox, and asked if he had any ideas. He said my Chrismas gift could help, and he was on his way.
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