Angirasa Acharya (aka Jim....) (angiasaa) wrote,
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Tyre Slash! - 24/11/2004

The past week, I've been driving around town, feeling nervous wherever I went.  The reason being that the left rear wheel of my car's been acting funny.  It felt like that wheel was going solo over tiny speed breakers as I drove.

I'd get out of the car every few kilometers and check on the status, but always, to my surprise, I was greeted by the epitome of beautiful tyring (is that really a word or have I coined a phrase?  lol!).

I figured the problem was with the wheel drive-shaft.  If it's not hooked properly, chances of it shifting back and forth rapidly during vehicular movement is very probable, and consequently, was the most logical likely cause....

I payed little heed to it, but it got worse over the previous couple of days and I was genuinely worried.  I promised myself that I'd send my car in for servicing the very first chance I got.  But well, I never got around to that as you'll soon realize.

I was driving back from college and while on a totally deserted stretch of road, I suddenly notice a renewed shuddering of the car.  Yeah yeah, I'm freaking out alright!  So I pull over to the side of the road and launch myself out of the car.  Get to the rear left wheel and that's when I almost chocked in disbelief!



That's what had happened to my wheel!  It had gotten itself slashed and over the past couple of days, as I drove it around town, the steel reinforced thread mesh within the tyre began snapping one at a time.....

The funny solo-bump-jig that my wheel was doing was due to the fact that the slash was an irregularity on the surface of the road and the car would seem to lurch whenever the wheel took a complete circle.  That's why the rhythmic speed breakers!!

Quick thinking kicks in in brain-wave flashes and I swoop down on the wheel.  A quick examination of the tyre reminds me of a friend who had a tyre blow up in his face.  He had to be hospitalized and after seven stainless steel implants replacing his cheekbones, just under his eyeballs to keep them from falling into this mouth, was back on his feet in three and a half months.

The scars still have'nt healed.  More internal scars than external too, if you know what I mean.  Infact, every time he goes to the airport, he is stopped by security cause all those metal detectors go crazy-mad when they scan him for weaponry.  :)

NEways, after the momentary flashback of his face after the tyre-burst accident, I frantically search around for a twig or something....  i find a few, but they're too weak to do the job I intend to do.

Finally, Brainwave!!!!  I reach for my wallet and draw it open (FBI ishtyle).  Quick flick of wrist, snapping knuckles, and I draw out my home-made emergency CD-ROM/RW drive ejector.  :o)  Always keep one handy if you intend to follow the path of the Geek.  :o)

I revel in th brilliance of yours truly for a couple of split seconds.  Then, returning to my senses, I get down on my knees, position the drive ejector at the precise angle, and gently press down.  The tyre deflates gracefully, the steel-reinforced wire mesh can be heard crackling and clicking as the individual wires snap back from the air pressure that would have ruined my face a moment ago.

The air exhaled, I proceed to conduct a wheel changing operation.  I pull out the spare wheel and find, to my horror, that It's flat as a bathtub squeezy duck!  Oh well, life knows how to really suck!  I pack up my devices (Never leave anything unlocked in India!) and since there's no traffic around, I proceed with my duck-wheel back the same way I'd driven minutes ago....

Finally, after a good four or so kilometres, I come to a major road and find myself an auto-rickshaw.  Psyche the guy out totally, he seems stunned that I could actually carry my wheel all this distance.  A few comments about how my physique does'nt look like it could have handled that odyssey.  I've been in worse situations.  :o)  Have had to push my Indica for a couple of kilometres before, up slopes, flat roads, intersections....  I considered telling him of my feats of yore, but realized it was a stupid time to even think of boasting.  :o)

NEways, I spend the next hour getting the tyre fixed and finally, get back to business.  I attach the tyre, screw the bolts back on, feel proud and reflect on the whole experience for a bit, and then, gingerly climb into my car.

I start up the engine, I feel it roar through the upholstery....  Wow!  A final smile and I cock the gear.  clutch off, accelerator tentatively downing, gas doing its duty....  I inch the car back onto the road, and begin moving....

Aah!  that was my happiest moment in ages!  A smooth ride back home.  My hands dirty, grease marks on my new shirt, scratches on my arms,  little streaks of blood on the sleeves, I'm still smiling....

here are a few more images of the culprit.  :o)











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