Ok, I'm just kidding, but it figures that the longest trip I've ever taken in the car has to end like this. It happened in Indiana on the way back from Spring Zing. There was a blown out tire on the road that got kicked up by an 18 wheeler that I was passing. I think everyone in our caravan got hit, but I was the only one with any noticeable damage.

At least now I have a comeback whenever the local CEGers pick on me for leaving it in the garage all the time.