Tire Hunt

Day 42: August 11, 2017: Des Moines, IA: 422m/679km

We went on a wild goose chase to find a sidecar tire. Called everywhere, with little to no luck. We asked one guy at Wally World if there was a 12 inch tire and all hell breaks loose.
"Do you have a 12 inch tire?"
"No."
- Opa walks in to get a new headlight, and guess what he finds.
"What in the hell is this, you said you didn't have these."
"Well, sir, that is a 12 inch trailer tire."
"Right. But I asked you about a 12 inch tire."
"But it's for a trailer."
He just stormed off. they wouldn't put the tire on the wheel for us, because "The tire is too small for the machine. We will just have to strap it and find another place.
Also. There is an RT at camp, his name is Rex AKA the Pug.

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