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This is why I brought this up. I know spare tires aren't exciting, they aren't for me either. This story reminds me of when I rode motorcycles. I wore full gear (1 piece leather road race suit with armor, road race boots, gloves, full face helmet, etc.) and on a 90 degree day I would have people roll down windows at stop lights and say "aren't you hot in all that" and I would say "yep". My belief was this, if I knew the day I was going to crash, I wouldn't go riding that day. Since I have two balls and neither one are crystal, I had to be prepared.