Remember that clunking sound I mentioned in the initial Road Kill post? It was the rubber strap part of the metal piece, which had wrapped itself around the axel. Nice.
|The object of my affliction;|
You can see its size compared to the quarter!
We'd been putting off buying new tires but now just seemed like a good time to go ahead and do that, what with one of the current ones having a giant hole in it and all.
E.W. spent a good part of Saturday morning
cheerfully installing the spare and arranging for tires to be ordered (I would blame lack of availability on small-town living but Google had already warned me they probably wouldn't be in stock).
|...and installing it.|
Baby's new shoes arrived first thing this morning; didn't take long until they were rolling.
|Check out that tread!|
(I realize for most people, a new set of tires is NOT that big a deal. However, since they cost more than my last vacation, I figured the occasion was worth mentioning.)
E.W. also took her for a spit shine (if your dad wasn't military, read this) and now she's ready for action! Lookin' pretty good for a car that's five years old!
|Pearl all spiffed up.|