No big deal, right? Just get in the trunk, get out the jack and the spare, change the tire and we're on the way.
Oh, one thing. Make sure you have the key to the trunk. I didn't.
Still 15 miles from home, with no way to call for help right there (this was before any of us had a cellphone), and traffic flying by just a few feet away, the frustration set in.
Finally, one of my traveling partners suggesting pulling out the back seat to access the trunk. So, we began the disassembly.
Upon getting a path cleared to the trunk, I climbed in and opened the trunk lid.
That's when I noticed the spare was flat. Now I remembered why I had the wife's car. I was going to get that fixed.
The only option at that point was to roll the tires down to the next exit, across the bridge and into a gas station to have the flats (both of them) fixed. It took about two hours to get there, repair the tires and roll them back to the car. And it cost me every dollar I had with me, plus a few from my buddies.
We put one of the newly repaired tires on the car and tightened it down, tossed the spare and jack into the trunk, put the seat firmly back in place, then headed back out onto the highway. Luckily, it now was at the end of rush hour.
When we got back to Edmond, each of us had to explain to his wife what had happened.
But you can add “Profitable” to the list of answer possibilities. Through all that, each of us got a lead on a job.
By the way ...
Lessons learned from this venture?
Always check your tires before you leave, always check for a spare key and always check your spare tire.
One other thing.
Make sure at least someone in the vehicle has money.
Enjoy your week and drive safely.