So, I live in the city. And every couple of months, I’d get a slow leak in one of my tires. I figured that was normal as I work in an area with a highly unusual amount of metal shavings on the pavement. Well, last week, I had another slow leak, so I went to the tire store: “Hey! Mr. Hawthorne!” because if they had a frequent customer program, I’d have a full set of NASCAR tires. The co-owner takes a look at it and says “You’ve already got 3 patches and two nails in there. I can put another...