02 October 2007
Many of the streets around here have no shoulder at all. Like, the yellow line is painted right up against the grass, corn or beans. I'm not sure why the streets are so narrow like that, but there you go.
So, the other day my attention wavered for a split second, and my front tire slipped over the yellow line for a moment... right at a point where the non-shoulder was actually a pretty deep little hole. I managed to crack off a significant chunk of my rim.
Got home fine and a few hundred bucks later, the car is good as new (as far as I can tell). And the amazing thing is despite the damage to the wheel, the tire was untouched and didn't need to be replaced!