Dear Diary Christmas Afternoon…
Went bike riding. The one thing that helps me relax. The last 2 miles, rear tire… “ThumpThumpThumpThump”. I was able to finish my miles. Got off. Put it in garage. Big Bulge in tire. And “BOOM” it explodes and shreds tire. Sounded like a gun shot. Bike shop doesn’t open till tuesday.
Merry Christmas To Me. Why Not.
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