Saturday at 5PM we hit the road for our return trip home right on schedule. Talking, laughing, singing, the trip was going swimmingly. Stopping for a bathroom/coffee/gas break we pulled over to exit 208 off 70. On his way back from hittin’ the head, Ken noticed something shiny coming from the front tire. Upon closer inspection, the two of us determined the sparkling wonder was actually the tire’s steel radials peeking through its rubber cover. Concerned, the two of us glanced at the other tire. It, too, was in need of roadgaine.