Grr!
Since my web search on them comes up nil, I'm assuming that dairy no longer exists. Hope they didn't go out of business because of milk crate theft.
I like to think I could do this on my own if I ever had to. If we ever get a flat on a warm summer afternoon, maybe I'll volunteer to try to change the tire.
Beautiful Georgetown. So hip, so happening.
He's kneeling on a Goretex jacket I last wore in the 1990s. I figure it's a good thing to have stashed in the trunk.
Those are called lugnuts.
The first time either of us has even verified the existence of the spare.
Ta-da!