Scary

Thursday at 1:00am I got called into work. I'm on long call this month which means I have 12 hours to get to work. I arrived at the car to see a parking ticket. I'm not even sure what ordinance I violated. It said something about not have a front license plate. Who knows. I was driving on the freeway from the airport to Dennis's house. I had just taken the ramp off the 605 to the 91 freeway. I was still on the ramp when I heard a loud pop and my car started vibrating. My tire blew out. I had always asked Brandon if I would be able to tell if my tire had blown out. Yeah, it's obvious. I couldn't pull to the side of the freeway until I was off the ramp. It was a scary spot to pull over. There wasn't much of a shoulder and two lanes were converging into one. I called triple A and they told me our policy was cancelled. I knew it wasn't but I guess we were late with our payment. They sent a tow truck out. Usually he would have hooked me up and towed me to the next exit but he wasn't really comfortable with the location of my car. He decided to try and quickly put the spare tire on. After he was finish he told me to get off the freeway and not to drive fast. I guess my other front tire looked suspicious as well. Because I just had a little donut on, I drove straight to the tire shop. Let's just say that it took over 4 hours to get to the house.