February 27, 2015 at 4:24 pm Leave a comment

My uncle and an aunt always drove new cars.  He kept his old classic Cadillac in reserve–it was worth a million dollars in 1985 and he knew it (I hadn’t seen it since the 50s so ask me nuttin’; his son appears to be dead; his daughter is long out of contact and will not use the Internet; I do not know the last name of her son or daughter or even remember them, having met them exactly twice; as many of my generation it would be near impossible to phish me with a relative needing trouble unless it was from a troubled afterlife.  I did–not to the point either–carry on a very long conversation with a Nigerian prince, however.  I found it quite funny; I even got it to the point where he was ready to send actual money to prove his reality, but I got bored.  As I recall I trashed the e-mail address.  I wonder…

Back to new car tires.  They generally suck.  Initially, they tend to be of ‘okay’ quality.  That means about a 6 out of 10 to use the most popular parlance.  [*Parlance; essentially, a mini-language associated with a practice or discipline.]  That means you just bought (say) your $50k Suburban (no, you say, they’re $15k more now; 2012) and they’ve put the cheapest radials on it that will do.  They’ll get you out of the door and off the lot.

Listen carefully here.  If you were truly going to be sane, you would drive immediately to a tire sales place and get new tires of the highest or at least higher quality, with about a minimum of 7.

Those tires are worn out, although they look fine.  They performed less well last night than a set of studded tires bought at the same time would have–in fact the truck swapped ends.  Mind you, locking rear ends are tricky but they sure as hell aren’t that tricky and I spent exactly two years driving as fast as I could (around 100 mph) on the worst roads on Whidbey Island, which is also exactly why they invited me to leave the state when I completed probation for some marijuana possession.  I was fortunate.  I should have spent my life in prison; in fact, that’s essentially what the District Attorney wanted.  Vietnam vets weren’t popular either.

I bought actual new tires that were from  new cars twice and regretted it.  There are makes of cars that violate the rule to my certain knowledge; note that the tires are mentioned and they are NOT production cars.  The real thing about the tires is   that they tend to be fine for one year for me now.  Well, I’ll take that back.  They were okay for one year.  I can’t say great, because there was no spectacular performance like there still is with the studded (even in rain, yeah).  I remember last year that I noticed lessening performance (I once again tried to attribute it to whatever “imagination” is; I once again have found out that I obviously use it when writing but not apparently when judging things of this nature [okay, so I’m pedantic every once in a while; it’s either that or be clear as mud]) and it was really starting to concern me and I put on the studded tires and frankly basically forgot about it.  I also had asked about the regular mud-and-snows being put back on now last year, so there was no point in asking now but the kid enthusiastically told me anyway “And your tires are simply fantastic!”

If I hadn’t deliberately over the course of about thirty years taken corners far too fast while not cutting them at all, and done things like brake at the wrong time…  I drove too fast in high winds over high bridges.  I drove West Beach at 70 mph in 70 mph winds (remember, this was in the mid-70s; it would be literally underwater now).  I regularly drove a road that everyone drove at 70 mph when they were feeling gutsy…at 100 mph.  Or faster.  I could go on.

You’re thinking, “He was suicidal.”

I am a Vietnam veteran with PTSD.  I fight it constantly.  I also enjoyed the adrenalin; I just was never gutsy enough to go to Portland Speedway when you could do it and ask to try out.

Okay, so this is a warning from an actual seasoned driver who did stupid things intelligently.  New car tires are not very good unless they’re part of the advertisement.  When you feel like your tires are worn out, even though the tire salesman will actually tell you they aren’t–get the new tires.  Avoid the accident.

This is a public service.  I don’t even own stock in Les Schwab…

Entry filed under: Uncategorized.

In Memoriam About FOREX

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Trackback this post  |  Subscribe to the comments via RSS Feed

%d bloggers like this: