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Why would I ever need anything from a car dealership while on a cross-country walk..?
Well, I haven’t, till today. On my way out of Burlington, NC, the flat tire that I had grown tired of re-inflating mile was about to be history. I had a spare tucked away, and even though digging it out and changing it is a time-consuming process, once I did so, I found that my replacement tire tube was only good for the front tire– too small for any of the main wheels– one of which needed urgent service. There were no sport shops or hardware stores anywhere in close range on today’s 17-mile route. However, just over another mile down the road was a new car dealership, complete with an auto service department. I figured I’d try seeing if they had any cans of flat-tire repair fluid. They didn’t, but told me that they could order some and have it delivered within just a few minutes. So that’s just what they did, refusing to charge me a dime in the process. This saved me potentially hours of potentially walking miles out of my way to try to find something to repair my tire. These Road Angels keeps appearing everywhere– I love it!