I got new tires. My wife got a flat tire on her van. She called someone to come out and change it for her so she could drive it down and get it repaired. Someone came, took the tire off, discovered that the spare was rusted to the bottom of the van, put the old tire back on, charged us fifty seven dollars, and left. So, I left work early so I could get the tire off and get it down to the tire place before they closed.
Sarah ended up taking it down to the tire place, because she was kid crazy. While there, she had them inspect my tires. They were surprised that my 40K mile tires were still on my car with 65K miles. Sarah bought me new tires. Which is good, because I knew I've been needing them for a while.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Oh, one more thing. Answer of the day: No, no, no, counter-clockwise.