On my way to the ski hill I had a flat, two blocks from my house. I couldn’t get the flat off, I couldn’t get the spare off. I paid $50 to tow it into the garage and have them fix it. They were done by 2:30. I missed a day of superb skiing. At least, that’s what everyone told me at the pub that night. I bought a beer and got this five dollar bill back in change. Guess I wasn’t the only one getting flats.