Yesterday was a close call for my wife and daughters.
R and the girls were on their way to Edmonton to visit R’s parents when the car started shaking violently. They made to the Deerfoot in Calgary when R decided they’d better pull over. So they got as far as the IKEA parking lot. Then R called AMA.
It turns out that the only thing holding the right front tire on were two small bolts. The service guy at the Honda dealership said that had they gone any farther down the highway the tire would have come off – while they were driving.
I was almost sick when he told me that. I can't imagine a worse fate for my two little girls than a terrible traffic accident.
Everyone's okay. But fixing the car will take a large chunk out of the savings we've built up since I paid off my student loans.
But there are worse ways for this story to end.