Hi, I’m Matt. Welcome to Steady Beats. If you like to walk for a better life, and also like Dire Straits’ “Walk of Life,” you might like this newsletter, also. Unexpected Beats I tried to ignore it. That never works, of course. We were just a four hours and 288 miles into a 1,427 mile journey—the annual family summer pilgrimage from Tampa to Michigan—when the car started to vibrate. Shimmy, really, at first.
Really enjoyed the slice of family life road story, and your sense of humor woven into it. 15 minutes of mechanical knowledge is pretty good actually. I'd be done at about 7 min, though I'm sure I would poke around for another 30 min to try give the impression of more competency than that.
I literately dreamed about a bulging tire last night. It’s happened to me before (Pennsylvania is a Blue State and the roads are full of potholes) but the timing of my dream is interesting, having just read your post. Glad you’re safe in the homeland; my dad’s family is from Minnesota and I understand why you make the yearly summer trek (and live elsewhere in the winter).
Really enjoyed the slice of family life road story, and your sense of humor woven into it. 15 minutes of mechanical knowledge is pretty good actually. I'd be done at about 7 min, though I'm sure I would poke around for another 30 min to try give the impression of more competency than that.
Well, it took a few minutes to check tire pressure. Also spent a couple minutes standing there with hands on hips staring off into the abyss.
Power moves man!
I literately dreamed about a bulging tire last night. It’s happened to me before (Pennsylvania is a Blue State and the roads are full of potholes) but the timing of my dream is interesting, having just read your post. Glad you’re safe in the homeland; my dad’s family is from Minnesota and I understand why you make the yearly summer trek (and live elsewhere in the winter).