I m EighteenChapter 2
The car blew a tire just south of Bakersfield, and we had to back track almost as far as we had traveled. A second tire went just before we hit Los Angeles, and where we were going to turn east towards Las Vegas. But luckily there was a gas station within walking distance, and we were on the road again within an hour. Our mad money dwindling fast, as I had to pay to have both tires installed. But the situation only got worse, as the mechanic at the gas station informed me that I had a leak...