Yesterday saw me wake up earlier than the alarm clock's preselected notification. Falling back asleep didn't work so with a grumbly snarling noise it was rise 'n shine! Or at least rise.
The extra time was well used. A blog post, the garbage and recycling was escorted to the end of the driveway, the pails organized for fish transport to their new home, a bit of this and a bit of that chewed up the extra time. After getting ready for work, I headed out, pleased with all that had been accomplished.
The clock in the car informed me that departure was actually one whole hour too soon. Unless there was some kind of time portal between the side door and the vehicle, somebody had made a mistake.
Okay. There were a couple errands to run. Even if I showed up early for work, there's always something to do anyways.
After pulling out of a parking spot, the tire started to make its own grumbly snarling noise. I'd just had my summer tires put on a couple days ago and, due to another very scary farm experience, the sound was easily identifiable. The bolts holding a tire on were loose!
The tire iron in my car was buried beneath winter tires that had yet to be stored in the shed. In a flurry of panic, I tried to limp my way the couple of kilometers to the garage after finger tightening the bolts on the one tire that was loose. It only took a couple of feet for the noise to start up again. The last thing I wanted was to have the thing fall off or do damage to the wheel rim so I pulled over, put on the hazard lights and tried to find the number for the garage.
Note to self...make sure cell phone is fully charged each night.
A tow truck passed me going in the other direction. Damsel in distress frantic flapping of my arm got his attention so he swung around to see what was what. I asked if he could tighten the bolts for me. He didn't have a tire iron at all. I guess tow trucks usually only tow.
Instead, he was more than happy to scoot up the road to the garage and get someone to help me out. His unexpected kindness and generosity was more than appreciated. It was wonderful to meet a "Road Vulture" who didn't treat this as an opportunity to make some money.
A few minutes later, the garage manager arrived, tire iron in hand. Full of apologies, he explained that this problem had something to do with a new torque wrench. Once the tire was secured and after a quick check of everything at the garage, I was on the road again, arriving at work at the normal time.
This could have all turned out so differently. My guardian angels must have been doing double duty.
Praise God!
"Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?" Rom 8:35
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Two people in my office recently had loose lug nuts (or whatever you call them) after having new tires put on. One was on the 400 when it happened - now that's scary! She was given the explanation by her garage - they tighten them by hand now, and don't use the electric torque wrench (or whatever you call it) any more because the material used these days to make the bolts is softer than it used to be (read, less durable / of lesser quality) and they found that the electric nut tightener would snap the bolts.
ReplyDeleteI think we all need to pay attention to the tightness of our wheels!
Yup!
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