Last night when I was driving home from work, an 18-wheeler pulled up next to me. A few seconds later, its rear tire blew out, exploding into a cacophony of rubber and steel and sparks. The metal from the wheel on the trailer dragged on the interstate showering the road with sparks and setting rubber aflame. The burning fragments of the tire flew through the air, bouncing under my Jeep, on top of my Jeep. I swerved a couple of times to avoid large masses of literally burning rubber.

The truck kept moving as if the driver were unaware of his blown-out rear tire.

2 Responses to “Tenuous Grasp”

1. msjackson says:

   January 22, 2010 at 12:14 am

   Sounds like a “Die Hard” moment! You yell any obscenities at him?
2. Sarah says:

   January 24, 2010 at 11:43 am

   Holy crap!
   I hope you celebrated with white trash casserole or something.