My car is new. A year and one month means new. Therefore nothing can go wrong with it. Therefore I only check to see it's still where I left her, then get in and go. Simple! This my friends is how I used to think. Cause everything changed this morning.

We, as in I, D and Silviana, got in the car and left for work. But the car was making a terrible noise. Still, I continued to valiantly drive it for half a kilometer. Then D stuck his head out the window and said: "Ok, pull over, you've got a flat tire!" So I pulled over. And got all I needed to change it. My father did show me once how to do it. But! I wasn't really paying attention AND I lack the necessary force to do it.

So thank God D was with me and did most of the work...No I have a flat tire to fix! Which I will, while I pray the others don't have the same fate before I fix this one!

Of course you can imagine I will now check every detail of my car before getting in and starting the engine :D