God is so great, last night i was on my way to Kingston from Portland, i was very tired, my trip was delayed because i was supposed to come the night before. I went to the doctor earlier in the day. I was driving on the junction and I hit a mysterious deep pot hole, my tyre blew out. Then i checked outside, the tire seemed fine. I drove again, something sounded weird. I came out and examined the tire. It was actually getting soft, so i jacked up the car, took off the tire, and took out the spare. Dang… the spare was busted too. I don’t know how it got busted, its still a mystery to me. A friend drove up and offered assistance to me, i was shocked this person was actually in the area, because when i left portland they had left before me. The guys explained that they had stopped to buy chicken thats why I was ahead of them. I had to carry my spare to the tire shop in Annotto Bay to get a new tire for my space because my rim was dented by the pothole. When i reached the tire shop, i couldn’t find a tire to fit. We finally found one. We fitted it… It looked perfect. But then when i checked the tire in the tank, it had too many holes in it. I had to look for another tire for the rim. Then we went back to the car. When we reach back to the car, we had learnt that 4 other cars hit the same pothole. The was a line of 4 cars all changing tires. (Dang, they need to fix that pothole).

I put on the spare and I was on my way.

Thanks God for those guys. God was surely on my side, because if it wasn’t for them i would be out there stuck with no help.