Well, [BLEEP]! That was far less an issue I thought it was going to be. They were 30 minutes away not an hour and five like they suggested. I brought a floor Jack, flashlights and one of them portable jumper/inflator things and the tire iron. I really thought I was the one that was going to be changing the tire. Turns out the guy with them was a mechanic. He breaks the lugs, then throws the Jack under the truck, gives it a few pumps and then puts the the tire iron on it and does the ole right hand give it a spin while left holds it in place. I even said “I was coming with jokes but I see this guys has does this before”. Turns out he’s a mechanic. There and back in about as long as I thought it would take to get there. We’re now promised to be bought drinks next time they go to where they were since we declined money. Nice gesture and all, but when your gf /wife has a face tattoo, I’m going to assume that I’d still be buying my own drinks. Also wondering why this hot cousin-in-law is hanging out with them. Surely, she’s on drugs.

Anywho.. I am glad we were able to help.

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