Just another one of those things I was able to check off the "First" list.
Last Tuesday, I had the pleasure of blowing my first steer tire in 15 years of driving. I was quite astonished to find out it was no where near as frightening as I thought it would be. Basically, I heard the noise, felt the front end raise as if I had run over something and then wop wop wop wop wop. It was not much of a struggle to keep control of the truck and ease off onto the shoulder out of harm's way. Perhaps, the low center of gravity on a car-hauler played a vital role in this.
And while I do seem to have exquisite luck, ( I will not indicate which end of the spectrum my luck tends to run), I was actually very lucky in the amount of damaged that was sustained.
|Managed to keep my fender!|
|That is no illusion. With the dropped cab and blown tire, my fuel tank is hovering an inch above the ground.|
|Damage to the hydraulic lines for the front cylinder where the rubber slapped it a few times.|