Act Of Caring
I must have checked that tire at least 50 times since the last time I noticed it was flat. Every time it looked fine. Then something made me take the long way back to the front door of my house tonight. I wanted to check the tire again. At first glance it seemed fine. I was tempted to just walk away. I couldn't shake that nagging sense I was overlooking something. So I took my ball stuff inside, and came out to check the tire. For whatever reason I knew it was low. It "looked" alright but I wasn't convinced. I drove to the Co-op and when I checked all the tires, every one was fine . . . except the passenger rear tire. It had only 12 psi. Feeling vindicated I filled it up and drove home.
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