I totally blew a tire on my way down to Texas.
Stephan was there
The plan was to drive down to Texas, attend Frederick's Thursday night youth group, and head back the same night. Stephan and I were 25 miles from the Oklahoma/Texas border when the tire blew.
Girls were involved
Two totally hot chicks pulled up next to me. Or at least, there were two girls. Actually, I don't really know that there were two of them, either, but the passenger was a girl. Anyway.
I didn't notice at first, but eventually the girl caught my attention. She kind of waved, and then made an "OK" sign, which I had no idea how to interpret. Moments later, I heard a loud "THUD" followed by "BUH-DUH-DUM BUH- DUH-DUM BUH-DUH-DUM". I pulled the car over, and Stephan (who had been asleep) looked at me and said "Man, at first I thought that was a totally sweet bass line."
Here comes the Po-Po!
Cpt. Spurghawitz with the Oklahoma Highway Patrol coincidentally rolled up about five minutes later and helped us swap out the tire with the donut. We made it down to Texas just fine, but failed to get the tire replaced before everything closed for the night, so we stayed the night with Frederick. I had a really good time.