I get back home Sunday night around midnight from my trip to the North. I wake up early morning yesterday, a Monday, and find that the rear left tire is all flat. I didn’t know if someone put a knife in the thing or if it simply gave up because of all the weight that it was holding on its shoulders. The spare I have is already dead; I haven’t changed the spare for a long time, and that’s a big problem. I try moving the car in vain, trying to see if I can somehow get it to the nearest gas station in order to fill air in it to see if it can still be brought back to its life. I turn on the car and accelerate for about 10 seconds when I hear the sound of the metal rolling against the road. That’s not good; I get out, and see that the entire tire [rubber part] has moved inwards in such a way that it is all tangled up in one corner, the inner corner, and the metal rim is the only thing holding the car on that side.

I call AAA, which says that they “will come within 10-15 minutes”, if I “can only hold on for a second.” I hold on for about 20 minutes, and then I hear the voice of the person, who is going to help, asking me to double confirm my address. He comes 50 minutes after that phone call. The guy is very cheerful; he probably had a good breakfast and an apple to brush with. He brings the automated air pump and fills air in the tire, and behold; the tire is standing up again. I thank the guy, and he goes on his way. There is probably a small “leak” somewhere in the tire. The tire is holding up for now, though I know it’s begging for a replacement.