We woke up this morning to a flat tire. We don't have a spare but we did try to pump the tire up with the fix-a-flat compressor. That seemed to work until we saw the huge bolt that had found its way into our tire. There was little wonder of what had happened. Justin and Mike set about to start working on getting the tire repaired. They went to the tire shop and then the kid strapped a jack to his back and rode his motorcycle to our parking spot. Later, he attached the tire to his motorcycle and off he went.
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| Gemma supervising from the shade |
Meanwhile, the playoffs were, well, sad.
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