So, I got some new tires, or as my Daddy calls them "rubber bands" and the Hubby put them on about 3 weeks ago.  I really like them A LOT.  But then Saturday he hit a huge rock and it took a chunk out of my passenger side wheel and cut my new tire.  Well, I'm not too disappointed because now I think I have an excuse to get new wheels since mine are like 5 yrs old and have some dings etc in them.  I got home that day and got on line and I found a style I liked.  Hubby checked on them Monday and they're on back order for 2 months.  Aint life a bitch?