Decided to ride my motorcycle to work. Somewhere along the way I picked up the longest ass screw I've ever seen. Fortunately it was my back tire and I was only 5 miles from home. My wife was able to bring me a tire plug and had a 12V air compressor. Limped her home, made a phone call to check on a replacement in town. They closed in 1 hr. Faster than a Nascar pit crew I was there with rim in hand for a new tire. All set and was cruising that evening enjoying the night city lights 




