Yesterday I had to run into town to pick up a package.
Tossed the kids in the back, and was having a spirited discussion with Cass about which dinosaur could jump farther and how Spiderman could probably whip a T. Rex's hind end into submission (all those webs, you see)when the car began making a thudding noise. After hopping out and discovering that no, we didn't have a flat tire, (but it sure sounded like we did) I gave up and called for help.
My father in law put the kids in his car and I followed him (slooowly) to the closest garage in town, where after awhile I was told (with wide eyes) that the thumping noise I heard? Was my rear tire trying to fall off. Three of the five tire bolts had broken ("Probably over-torqued last time someone put tires on the car", the nice lady behind the counter said worriedly) and I was lucky the last two stems had held on as long as they did.
Bear had noticed a bit of vibration and a funny noise the last time he had driven my car (that was probably the first stem) and we had an appointment to have it given a physical, but this was completely unexpected.
We're all okay. The car's okay. But the next funny noise the car makes? There will be more of a sense of urgency to get it in to the shop.