Hi all, Well, here it is, only the first official day of Winter and I've had it! Those of you who have experienced a winter North of the Mason Dixon line, have seen the ice chunks that fall from cars as they lumber through the snow and slush. We call them car turds. Anyhow, I took my daughter out to lunch today, for one of those father daughter days, a little quality time. After lunch we were on our way home, when I spotted one of these laying in the road. Knowing that you should avoid hitting one of these, I thought I would show my little one how they blow apart when you hit one. Of course then I would explain the "Don't do as I do," thing. So I took aim, zeroed in and wham, I hit it square on. After the first thud, then the second with a bang, I knew it was more than ice I just hit. After a very short distance up the road, I heard and felt the rumble of a flat tire. It turned out to be ice covered metal of some sort, resembling a spring shackle. We pulled over, took out the little "donut" spare, put the jack in place, grabbed the tire wrench and promptly broke off two studs. Now I would like to claim that my Schwartzenegger strength was to blame, but below zero temps and layers of rust had gotten the best of it before I added all I could muster. Well, a walk in the frigid air, a tow, and an hour and a half later at the repair shop, plus $93, I was once again on my way home. So now that I have had a self induced, miserable winter experience for the year, I am LOOKing FORWARD to spring.. Broke, bruised and embarassed, a Dad who learned his lesson, John in WI ps: For those of you who must drive North of the Mason Dixon line, steer clear of the car turds, they may be an old Forward Look part in disguise!
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