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  1. There I was, riding through the city park with a tailwind helping me
    to pass half a dozen cars as they crept over the speed bumps, about a
    minute and a half from home, when . . .

    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

    That's how a Slime tube sometimes announces a hole too big to plug.
    The abrupt high-pressure spray makes a whoosh-whoosh-whoosh noise as
    it whips past the frame or the ground or something.

    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

    Huh? I've never had an abrupt flat tire with the whoosh-whoosh-whoosh
    this close to home. The goatheads, rock chips, russian olive thorns,
    glass, and other debris end about two miles before here. Putting hole
    in a tire in the city park is about as likely as getting a flat on a
    trainer.

    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

    Braking gently, I'm puzzled because my front tire is going
    whoosh-whoosh-whoosh, but I can't see any green Slime or even a
    flattening tire when I risk a quick peek.

    Whoosh . . .

    When I stop, silence follows a final gentle whoosh.

    Huh? The air should still be hissing out of my front tire.

    And my front tire isn't flat at all, even when I lean on it.

    So I push my bike forward a little.

    A scrap of almost invisible plastic wrap, stuck to my tire with
    something dark and unspeakable, makes a little whooshing noise,
    exactly like a Slime tube flat, as the tire drags it past the fork and
    brake pads.

    Cheers,

    Carl Fogel

  2. Quoted message said:

    There I was, riding through the city park with a tailwind helping me
    to pass half a dozen cars as they crept over the speed bumps, about a
    minute and a half from home, when . . .

    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

    That's how a Slime tube sometimes announces a hole too big to plug.
    The abrupt high-pressure spray makes a whoosh-whoosh-whoosh noise as
    it whips past the frame or the ground or something.

    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

    Huh? I've never had an abrupt flat tire with the whoosh-whoosh-whoosh
    this close to home. The goatheads, rock chips, russian olive thorns,
    glass, and other debris end about two miles before here. Putting hole
    in a tire in the city park is about as likely as getting a flat on a
    trainer.

    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

    Braking gently, I'm puzzled because my front tire is going
    whoosh-whoosh-whoosh, but I can't see any green Slime or even a
    flattening tire when I risk a quick peek.

    Whoosh . . .

    When I stop, silence follows a final gentle whoosh.

    Huh? The air should still be hissing out of my front tire.

    And my front tire isn't flat at all, even when I lean on it.

    So I push my bike forward a little.

    A scrap of almost invisible plastic wrap, stuck to my tire with
    something dark and unspeakable, makes a little whooshing noise,
    exactly like a Slime tube flat, as the tire drags it past the fork and
    brake pads.

    Cheers,

    Carl Fogel

    Then your flat tire count is still stuck at only 14 for the year! Poor
    boy....

  3. Quoted message said:

    A scrap of almost invisible plastic wrap, stuck to my tire with
    something dark and unspeakable, makes a little whooshing noise,
    exactly like a Slime tube flat, as the tire drags it past the fork and
    brake pads.

    Given the choice between repairing a tyre, or cleaning off unspeakable goop:

    I'll take the tyre thanks.
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  4. On Sun, 06 Apr 2008 15:14:43 -0600, [email hidden] may have

    Quoted message said:

    There I was, riding through the city park with a tailwind helping me
    to pass half a dozen cars as they crept over the speed bumps, about a
    minute and a half from home, when . . .

    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

    That's how a Slime tube sometimes announces a hole too big to plug.
    The abrupt high-pressure spray makes a whoosh-whoosh-whoosh noise as
    it whips past the frame or the ground or something.

    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

    Huh? I've never had an abrupt flat tire with the whoosh-whoosh-whoosh
    this close to home. The goatheads, rock chips, russian olive thorns,
    glass, and other debris end about two miles before here. Putting hole
    in a tire in the city park is about as likely as getting a flat on a
    trainer.

    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

    Braking gently, I'm puzzled because my front tire is going
    whoosh-whoosh-whoosh, but I can't see any green Slime or even a
    flattening tire when I risk a quick peek.

    Whoosh . . .

    When I stop, silence follows a final gentle whoosh.

    Huh? The air should still be hissing out of my front tire.

    And my front tire isn't flat at all, even when I lean on it.

    So I push my bike forward a little.

    A scrap of almost invisible plastic wrap, stuck to my tire with
    something dark and unspeakable, makes a little whooshing noise,
    exactly like a Slime tube flat, as the tire drags it past the fork and
    brake pads.

    Weird. Earlier this evening, a car that we passed on the freeway was
    making "my air is departing my tire" noises like that...but the car's
    tires resolutely remained inflated, and it neither had a flat nor
    ceased the hiss-hiss-hiss for the distance that I observed it...which
    was on the order of a mile.

    I wonder if this is the start of a very subtle terrorist attack
    designed to disrupt traffic my making large numbers of drivers
    frantically pull over expecting a flat (and resulting in backups due
    to the inevitable rubbernecking) all over the country....

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  5. Colin Campbell said:

    Then your flat tire count is still stuck at only 14 for the year! Poor
    boy....

    Dear Colin,

    Er . . .

    [Quick nervous trip to garage to check that neither tire slow-leaked
    overnight, no green slime drops oozing out.]

    Right!

    Cheers,

    Carl Fogel

  6. Colin Campbell said:

    Then your flat tire count is still stuck at only 14 for the year! Poor
    boy....

    Dear Colin,

    Actually, lucky boy!

    After today's ride, I flipped my bike upside-down and spun the tires:
    http://i26.tinypic.com/r1bmkl.jpg

    http://i25.tinypic.com/a3mvzk.jpg

    The green ooze seeping out the cracked casing means that it's going to
    be flat #15 when I pluck that goathead out . . .

    Sure enough, air hissed out when I pulled the goathead from the side
    of the rear tire.

    Here's the tube, lying on the tire, with red circles around the two
    new punctures:
    http://i32.tinypic.com/fx6sty.jpg

    Yes, two punctures--another goathead thorn can be felt where it broke
    off in the tire, about a foot away from that exhibitionist goathead.

    The two faint smears of Slime show how little mess can be involved.

    The toothpicks mark six previous patches.

    Inflation presses the tube so hard against the inside of the tire that
    the Slime follows the bias of the tire threads when it leaks, leaving
    oddly diagonal smears on the inner tube.

    So that tube lasted six days. But it got me home again, which is why I
    use Slime tubes.

    Time to dig the other thorn out of the tire, put in a new tube, and
    apply two patches, luckily at the workbench after dinner instead of by
    the side of the road during the rain shower.

    Cheers,

    Carl Fogel

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