I'm here to tell you that tires are the best Christmas present ever. I'm mad that I didn't think of it for Christmas' pasts. It's like I have a new car. This year when my mom asked me what I wanted for Christmas, I decided to go the practical route and say something that I needed more than anything but knew I would never shell out the cash for, not because I am cheap but have you seen the costs of tires lately? I could buy ten new outfits or buy a round trip plane ticket in the Continental U.S and let's face those are much more useful. What can I say, I like tangible gifts. Little did I know that those tires were better than I thought.
New tires rock my Explorer's world. We are now zipping on and off the freeway, weaving in and out of traffic, driving like regular folks when it rains (instead of impersonating a senior citizen driving at 30 mph on the highway). It is amazing what those tires have done. They invoke so much self confidence for me on the road. I'm ready to drive to Plano and back. That is far, believe me, not so much far as I just don't go there, but with the new wheels, I am willing to consider a half hour day trip.