We were on our way to Mason to watch Colten's baseball game when Larry noticed that the truck kept pulling to the right. He slowed down a little (we were doing 70 at the time) and suddenly heard a loud pop and then a whole lot of flapping noise. He started to slow down as much as he could and pulled over and finally was able to stop. We were on a small shoulder with a downhill slant and a lot of tall weeds, but there was a driveway into a ranch across the road so we limped over there and this is what we found. We are so glad that we got out of that without a scratch (he was not so lucky 19 years ago).
Needless to say he is going to get new tires all the way around. I told him this sure was a miracle in disguise, because had we not driven the truck that night we would not have driven it until Friday morning and then we would have had the 5th wheel trailer attached to the truck and I am not sure how well we would have done then. As for the game, the other team never showed up. God does work in mysterious ways.
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