Warning... Rant coming!
This has been a 1st class shity day ever since I got up.
Back injections still have me kind of an insomniac soon only got a couple hours of sleep.
Wife found some deal for the doggie daycare next to her work. Kind of a trial deal, free half day of dog watching. She thought they'd enjoy it so she drops them off before going to work. Deal was I had to pick them up by noon. Ok, no biggie, right?
Wake up, empty the rest of the stuff from Walter and drive over there. As I'm turning into the parking lot there I hear a rush of air and feel the right rear begin to sink. Flat tire.
Pull the rest of the way into the parking lot and try to see what caused it. No nails or anything else to be seen. I look at the valve stem and there's the issue. Bad stem... Or so it seems.
Since I had nothing in the Jeep for tools or even a jack I had to walk over and get the wife's car. Load up the dogs, take em home, grab my impact and head back to see about pulling the tire. On the way some guy almost takes off the passenger side mirror of the wife's car because he's doing over 80, splitting lanes on his crotch rocket. Holy crap! As I see him accelerate and disappear over the next hill I see him take his hands off the bars and wave em over his head like he's so happy to be free and riding. He was probably doing over 100 at that point and I think "that idiot is gonna die!"
Takes me a bit to reach the hill as it was a mile or so but as soon as I crest the hill I see I was right. Guys bike is laying in the road where he t-boned a car. He went flying and landed about 100 yards down the road. Being a combat lifesaver I'm used to seeing a mess, this guy was lucky. No helmet, shorts, and a light jacket. Obvious concussion and a handful of scrapes and bruises. I end up holding his neck stable (C spine) for almost a half hour when fire rescue arrives and takes over. Forgot how combative some injured people can be.
Anyway, get back in the car and head to deal with the tire. End up having to use the jack from the wife's car but got it off. Take it to the nearest tire place and the guy says he can handle putting in a new valve. Cool.
20 minutes later he comes out and says "Sorry, your tire is shot".
What? It's got less than 2k miles on it.
"Yeah, but you drove on it flat".
15 feet, tops! I've gone further with less air on a trail over rocks. There's nothing wrong with the tire. They refuse to put it back on the wheel so I grab it and leave.
Head back to the wife's work to pick her up.
Had to go down to ft Carson to remount and balance it.
Get done and go back to put it on Walter just as a thunderstorm rolls in. By the time I'm done the rain stops so we head home. Pull in the apartment complex and as I'm parking the wife says do you see that? What? Your left front tire is going flat!
You have GOT to be shitting me!!!
Go look and sure as anything, it's half flat. Touch the valve stem and get a blast of air.
Ok, I realize it's been a crappy day of bad luck but I'm having a hard time believing that two valve stems go bad at the same time. I'm seriously wondering if someone did something to them. Tires have less than 2k miles on them and had new stems when we did them. Tomorrow I'll check the other two tires and hopefully don't find any signs of tampering. If I do, I'm gonna be hot. Like nuclear.
Since I just did Ouray with no issue it could only have been messed with here at the apartment complex or at school. My gut is telling me it was at school. Can't prove it but if I find cut marks tomorrow I will have a good idea.
There's a kid in class that has a drinking problem. Told him Thursday to stay away from me because I won't work in a shop next to someone who's drinking. He shrugged and walked away. That was it. Later I found out the instructor smelled him and his coffee cup full of liquor and sent him home. When I went to leave he was still sitting in the parking lot an hour later. God help him if I find out he slashed my stems...
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