Panter
Just call me Chris...
- Location
- Sittingbourne, Kent
As I was on my way in to work, I heard a loud, rythmic tap, tap sound coinciding with a slight lifting sensation of the rear wheel with every tap.
I knew a stone had gone in, and it was obviously a biggun, but on investigation I was shocked to see what can only be described as a stone age spear head stuck in the tyre.
This was not good, especially as I'd left home a little late and had an early appointment.
I pulled out the offending sharp whilst frantically trying to think of something I could use as an emergency tyre boot and waited for the huge rush of air and immediate deflation. Which didn't happen. In fact, apart from a split, the tyre was completely intact.
I wish I'd taken a picture of the flint, it was huge and fearsomely sharp but I was short on time.
God bless Marathon Pluses
I knew a stone had gone in, and it was obviously a biggun, but on investigation I was shocked to see what can only be described as a stone age spear head stuck in the tyre.
This was not good, especially as I'd left home a little late and had an early appointment.
I pulled out the offending sharp whilst frantically trying to think of something I could use as an emergency tyre boot and waited for the huge rush of air and immediate deflation. Which didn't happen. In fact, apart from a split, the tyre was completely intact.
I wish I'd taken a picture of the flint, it was huge and fearsomely sharp but I was short on time.
God bless Marathon Pluses