2 amDown a dark hollow in rural West Virginia You are just trying to get home Something darts in front of you and you only glimpse it before it bounces off of the grill of your carYou swerve and hit the gaping maw of one of dozens of potholes lining the gravel and hard packed path That is loosely called a road...your tire blows at the exact second you realize that you have struck an old and grizzled Backwoods dweller.He was crossing the road on his way home to his tar paper lean to shack after a night of tending his moonshine still The sounds of the impact and his blood curdling scream ..the last sounds he will ever make Wake the rest of his inbred redneck clan.Instinct on their part kicks in and they roll out of the hovel with rifles and shotguns in hand.You have precious few moments left before they descend on you You aren't going anywhere because in your trunk there is no spare..only your dirty laundry you were going to pawn off on your mom And a bag of kitty litter you keep for traction in the winter months.If you had been more prepared perhaps you could have changed the tire and been farther down that road kicking up clouds of dust and gravel as the moonshiners kin try to revive the lifeless body of their patriarch and curse you at the tops of their voices.Sadly this isn't the case.They surround your vehicle The sounds of breaking glassMany pairs of hands reaching towards youYou are pulled forcibly out of your car and onto the ground The last thing you see are the deformed angry faces of your pursuers.The last thing you hear is the sound of the shotgun blast ringing through the night air You see and hear no more Your soul leaves your body on its journey to heaven or hell.Too bad you didn't have a spare.Like this never used brand new Goodyear T 125 70 D 15 emergency spare with jack and tire tool. Currently mounted on a rim suited to a Nissan bolt pattern but you can remount it to suit your needs Pick it up in fairmont $40 cash