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I was on my way north from LA to see Sam's family over the Thanksgiving weekend and I'm coming down the Sepulveda pass. All of a sudden the van jerks awkwardly (more than usual from the windy pass) and a loud noise erupts BOOOOOM, TOCK TOCK TOCK THWACK THWACK THWACK!!!!!!!!!!!!! wtf! I went from the left side of the freeway (had to be there to make the interchange) to the shoulder and got to the safest spot to stop. I peer out the window and get blasted by a semi truck coming down. "F*(&$#$!" My first blown out tire. I mean, the dang thing literally exploded and there was no tread left on it! Being me and having my toolbox and jack etc, I changed the tire on the side of the freeway (that was pretty scary since the LA traffic was fairly heavy and going 80mph 3 ft from me)
I continue the journey after putting on the spare tire and filling it full at the nearest gas station. I had noticed that the spare looked a little sketchy (kinda rotted and cracked) but I thought I'd try it. Within 10 miles....BANG FLOP FLOP (I was already going slower and in the right hand lane so I was able to pull over faster). It's now 11am or so. I call AAA to get towed and wait on the freeway until nearly 3pm! Naturally I had specifically told the operator that I needed a flatbed, but they sent a tow truck. Sigh....OK, I jumped the curb of the freeway and turned myself around on the shoulder as semis and cars rushed past on their merry way. I was on the side of the road for FOUR hours, and not one person or highway patrol stopped to check if I was OK. WTF.
On our way back, people start giving me and the tow truck driver (Oscar who is a SUPER cool dude) signs pointing at the van. He pulls over and investigates. The van was falling out of the tow truck and dragging the blown tire on the ground spitting up rubber pieces at the cars behind. F(*&@@#. We spend another 30 minutes trying to get it to sit right in the tow thingy. We finally get home at 4 to assess the damage:
NEW SHOES!!!
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