Playing Dad

Tonight I got a chance to help a friend change their blown-out tire and it made me feel like a father.

For some reason I learned how to change a tire when I was 12, oh wait I remember it was switching from snow tires and back again twice a year. Any ways it was fun getting to go out and teach someone else how to do it, even if the car did fall off of the jack and almost crush my feets.

But overall my feets are intact and another person knows how to change their tire. Also I learned that BMWs do everything short of changing themselves. They have a tool kit that is better than the one we have at home. Apparently it is for changing tires and applying dry wall.