Runaway Tire

Saturday, on the way home from work, a small white pick-up truck approached in the opposite lane. As he passed, I heard a loud bang and felt something hit my car with great force. I gained control of my car and slowed. I looked in the rearview and saw a tire tumble down the hill and silver metal sparks and fire that trailed on the road. I pulled over into a church parking lot, exited the car, and assessed the damage. Thankfully, only a couple of black scuff marks remained on the front driver’s side of the vehicle. My tire seemed unharmed. I was very fortunate.


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