That was kinda what my tire looked like this morning before I came into work. Except that it was 5:45 in the morning, pitch black, and really cold.
For the last 2 weeks or so, I’ve had what can only be described as an ever increasingly not-so-slow leak in my read driver’s side tire. Initially I had to blow it up every couple of days. Now I need to blow it up when I come into work, and when I leave work 12 hours later! And it’s not low anymore… it’s completely flat. My poor little air compressor doesn’t even go back into the trunk. It sits beside me in the passenger seat, and probably hasn’t been unplugged in a week. It’s part of my routine now.
If you’re wondering why I haven’t done anything with it until now, there are a couple of reasons.
It was relatively easy to put off the inevitable when it was only every couple of days that I had to top it up. Now that it’s every time I go out to the car… well, now the game has changed. Oh, and thank you to whoever left the nice little note on my windshield the other day pointing out that I had a flat tire. I appreciate that. Next time, why not pump it up for me? Or better yet, replace it.
Well enough is enough. I have an appointment tonight to have my winter tires put on. It’s a little earlier than I would normally do them, but I might as well get it done before the big rush… and it will solve my leaky tire issue.