ok, so apparently taste doesn’t bother me as much as I thought it did. Today, after gassing up in north dakota(both on food and fuel(heeheehee…ewww)), I was shouted at through my window by some dude in the blazer about my rear tire. I had been having problems with it, so I thought it was just low.
I pulled over, and it was pretty cracked.
I had popped a peice of gum in my mouth to blow some bubbles, and I chewed the hell out of it. It was a holy wad of gum when I was through.
for christmas, I had received this air compressor thing to put in the trunk, and man did it come in useful. Aired up the tire, so at least I could drive on it. The crack was still pretty bad, and the outside of the tire was coming apart, but I made it home ok.
so, in essence, I retract my statement against gum. both it and the air compressor helped me deal with a very stressful situation.