Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Not a Success Story

Judging by the title, you may be able to guess how this story ends. A little foreshadowing, perhaps. Well, for over a week the "low tire pressure" light has been lit in my car. Remember the last time this happened with the Jeep Wrangler in Florida? I spent 2 hours at Firestone while they replaced two tires because they couldn't just fill them up and send me on my way. I missed work and it took a whole afternoon. I don't have time for that this week, so I've been ignoring the light ever since New Jersey. I know low tire pressure can be dangerous, but I guess I've been living life on the edge.

Today I had some spare time after a visit so I decided to stop at a gas station and take my chances with the air machine. I looked yesterday at a gas station and air was $1, only in quarters. I only had 2 quarters, so that didn't happen. Today, air was only 50 cents. So I drive over to the pump, put the quarters in, and started to work, not really knowing what I was doing. I've pumped air into a bike tire before, but I think this is different. It's harder to feel when it's full. First off, I didn't know which tire was low. Or how low. So I just filled them all up and kinda pushed on the outside of the tire until it felt full enough. Like I know anything about how hard a tire should be. Ya know, all my experience as a mechanic. I know that over filling tires is dangerous too - I didn't want my tires to explode on the road. The logic in my head thought it was better to be too low than too full. To be fair, I'm not even sure if I filled up the tires or just let air out. There seemed to be a lot blowing back on my hand. How do you know if the pump was attached right? Are tires like those blow up chambers in swimmies or other inflatable toys? If you aren't actively filling it or blocking the needle hole, is the air seeping out? Who the heck knows. So I pumped each one a little bit and the turned the car on. The light wasn't on any more. I wasn't expecting a victory but I got so exciting I let out a "YES!". There was no one around. I couldn't have been prouder of myself. The I got into my car and pulled out of the drive. And the light went on.


Not a success story.
At least I know how to change a flat.

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