The other day, I went to Les Schwab because my tire was low. I don't know if I mentioned that in here before. My right rear tire was almost flat, so I drove it to the truck shop at work and had someone put air in it so I could make it to Les Schwab OK, and then when I got there they took the tire off and looked for a leak and couldn't find it. They put the tire back on and sent me on my way, and I didn't have to pay them anything, which is awesome.
Then yesterday when Nicoal and I stopped at the Indian place by my house for some lunch, I walked around the back end of the car to go inside and noticed that my hubcap is gone! It could be in Philomath, or in Albany, or in Corvallis somewhere... so it's almost futile to go out looking for it. I've never lost a hubcap before. I'm sad! :(
