Today's OneWord: Tires
My poor 1994 Honda Civic needed new brakes, a new steering column, and four brand spanking new tires. I was almost wondering if it was time to turn in the old piece of scrap metal and invest in another car. However, the mechanic - a young, strapping lady with black hair and a cute smile - told me to reconsider. "I can take care of this, no problem," she insisted. "For half the cost those other dealerships would milk out of you."