Just thought I'd share... I blew out a tire on the interstate yesterday. That was fun! :arghh:70 mph, right front tire goes, car is shaking, speed rapidly decreasing, and I'm frantically trying to get over to the side of the road. I didn't crash or wet my pants! YAY me!!! So I was in Brian's car. He was home with the kids. I called him, he loaded up all the kids and came to rescue me. Changed the tire on the 86th street off ramp, while it was 20 degrees yesterday, with cars speeding by us. He did it and never complained once. About the tire or about what I had just bought at the Coach store at Jordan Creek.