Even the best laid and thought after plans could go pear shape due to Murphy's Law. I went on a business trip down south today and have arranged a designated driver for the mrs to get home from work. Plus Jools would be leaving this Friday so we have arranged to paint the town red tonite.
First thing in the morning, I was minding my way down the highway approaching a stretch under road widening project when I saw a figure hunched in the median. Thinking that it was some worker, I didn't slow down until I passed the figure only to realise that it was a speed trap. Smile, you're on my speed camera!
Whilst attending business, received call from the mrs. saying that she's not feeling well and need to have a lie down. Tried calling the designated driver for a change in pick up time, but to no avail. So her colleagues was kind enough to send her home. I managed to wrap up and speed back home.
About half an hour into the journey back up, some kind soul pointed out that something is wrong with my front driver's side tire. I pulled over to check it out and true enough, there was a puncture. Drove on a bit because I don't want to be swiped by an approaching vehicle whilst changing the tyre, I manage to find a layby. The changing of tyre wasn't that hard that I think I can auditioned for a pit crew in F1 next season only to find out that the spare is also flat. Fair enough, serves me right for not checking these out earlier.
Luck was still on my side since I saw there's a R&R with a petrol station about 2 km away. Driving slowly on the emergency lane I manage to reach the petrol kiosk and headed straight to the air & water pump. After setting the required pressure and reaching for the hose, I expected that the tyre would inflate with the familiar ting, ting, ting sound ...BUT it was quiet as a mouse. The pressure gauge did move but I didn't notice any air actually being pumped in...ARGHHHH!!!
Went to the counter and was told to follow some sequence since it was a digital gauge but I still couldn't get it to work. There I was, a grown man so close to tears, just wondering when lightning would come down & strike me to get me out of misery. Then I found out that the compressed air valve was in the off position. A quick turn of the valve sends a blast of air through the hose and boy was I grateful. I quickly inflated all the tyres to the right pressure and had a slow-ish drive back.
I was like being suspended in motion on the whole drive back because I was thinking that this only happens in movies. Anything that could go wrong did go wrong for me then but when I ponder it could have been worse. Like having the tyre blew up, or it was raining cats & dogs during it. I reached home exhausted that even the plan with Jools have to be put on hold. Oh well, might as well catch up with my HP7 then...
First thing in the morning, I was minding my way down the highway approaching a stretch under road widening project when I saw a figure hunched in the median. Thinking that it was some worker, I didn't slow down until I passed the figure only to realise that it was a speed trap. Smile, you're on my speed camera!
Whilst attending business, received call from the mrs. saying that she's not feeling well and need to have a lie down. Tried calling the designated driver for a change in pick up time, but to no avail. So her colleagues was kind enough to send her home. I managed to wrap up and speed back home.
About half an hour into the journey back up, some kind soul pointed out that something is wrong with my front driver's side tire. I pulled over to check it out and true enough, there was a puncture. Drove on a bit because I don't want to be swiped by an approaching vehicle whilst changing the tyre, I manage to find a layby. The changing of tyre wasn't that hard that I think I can auditioned for a pit crew in F1 next season only to find out that the spare is also flat. Fair enough, serves me right for not checking these out earlier.
Luck was still on my side since I saw there's a R&R with a petrol station about 2 km away. Driving slowly on the emergency lane I manage to reach the petrol kiosk and headed straight to the air & water pump. After setting the required pressure and reaching for the hose, I expected that the tyre would inflate with the familiar ting, ting, ting sound ...BUT it was quiet as a mouse. The pressure gauge did move but I didn't notice any air actually being pumped in...ARGHHHH!!!
Went to the counter and was told to follow some sequence since it was a digital gauge but I still couldn't get it to work. There I was, a grown man so close to tears, just wondering when lightning would come down & strike me to get me out of misery. Then I found out that the compressed air valve was in the off position. A quick turn of the valve sends a blast of air through the hose and boy was I grateful. I quickly inflated all the tyres to the right pressure and had a slow-ish drive back.
I was like being suspended in motion on the whole drive back because I was thinking that this only happens in movies. Anything that could go wrong did go wrong for me then but when I ponder it could have been worse. Like having the tyre blew up, or it was raining cats & dogs during it. I reached home exhausted that even the plan with Jools have to be put on hold. Oh well, might as well catch up with my HP7 then...
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