Patching Cracks

Years ago, while out driving with my future wife, I got a flat tire. This would normally not be a big deal, except the freezing rain and the busy road where we pulled over made tire changing less than pleasant. When I finished changing the tire and lowered the car off the jack, I discovered that my spare tire was also flat. I was already frustrated and responded badly to the new problem. My wife often reminds me that I hit the hood of the car with the tire iron. This did little to fix the tire or improve the appearance of my rusty old car, but it has given my wife something to tease me about....