I was driving to Heathrow/Sanford to drop off one of my ABS girls off at her mom's Bible study tonight and my tire blew...
Luckily, Warren was in the car. He looked for the jack and such manly-car things and didn't find any. We put on the emergency light things and then he tried to wave down help (6:30pm on I-4...).
This AC Repair Man named Tom came to our rescue with tools and brawn (Warren of course used his muscle too, haha). I didn;t even get Tom's company's name though. I'm going to try to figure it out so that I can make him a cake of something, 'cus he so didn;t have to stop. He was on his way home in Deltona and could have easily passed right on by w/o even blinking.
He was super nice.
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