Late yesterday morning, was going to have breakfast cum lunch with my parents. Upon reaching my dad's lorry, saw an almost flat tire on the driver side. OMG!
My dad thought he could drive to the nearby petrol kiosk to pump air but it doesn't seem so...
He haven't even drive halfway out of the carpark, and he decided to turn into a carpark lot that is under the shade to change the tire.
I stayed around to see what I can help. Well, I can't help much. Just help to take some stuffs when my dad's hands are full.
As for my mum, she helped by going home to get spare clothes and towel for my dad and bring some water for us to wash our hands.
Guess what... my dad actually said that the tire had been 'leaky' recently but he just didn't go and get it fixed back. I kind of know about it but I didn't know it can be that bad caused he had been going to petrol kiosk to pump air into the tire.
And this is not the first time my dad got flat tire. It's the second time already and yet he haven't learnt his lesson. *Sign*
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