Our Tire is Completely Shredded

Oh yes, that's right. Mr.Adventure and I were on our way to Memphis when all of sudden the car starts shaking like it's going to Blow Up. 


Well, that was almost right. The front tire was completely shredded and we were in the middle of no where. Mr. Adventure promptly changed the tire(with bloody knuckles, poor guy) and we started back on our way. 


That's when the car promptly began shaking again and we promptly pulled back over. You guessed it. The spare tire blew as well. Lucky for us, there was a Wal-mart 3.1 miles away and we started hoofing it. A couple minutes in to our trek a nice man who releases Doves at funerals(yes I'm serious) gave a ride to a gas station at the nearest exit. After that, we walked for 45 minutes to get to the tire center at Wal-mart and called a tow. 


The stupid tow cost more than the tire, but I was just thankful that we were able to take care of it in such short notice. Also, my sweet husband bought me my favorite Ruffles Cheddar and Sour Cream chips to pass the time. 


Now, of course, we are totally paranoid that all the tires are going to blow at any second, but we did make it to finally see The Woman in Black and now we are safely at home. 


Beware the black shadows and Happy Wed-ding!