Thank god is wasn't just me. I mounted one of those tires late fall and had to walk away from it several times before I ended up chucking it into the woods behind my house. I finally got it mounted and I am spinning along when...
BOOM...Gave myself a heart attack, the cat, (who was watching my spinning warily through one slitted eye), just about S**T on the chair pad she was curled upon and my wife keeps yelling WTF was that...WTF was that! All I can think of after my heart stops racing is that I have to try to mount that tire again.
