I came whipping around a corner this morning, taking the turn a bit wider than I should, and low and behold, there comes a car. So, I had to lock em up and slide over to the right. I cringed, not because of the near miss, but because I knew what sliding like that must have done to my tire, which has about 4000 miles on it.

Sure enough. Looking at it when I got to work showed a nasty gouge and a big bare spot where the threads now showed through. Damn! I was hoping to get at least two more weeks out of that tire. Now, I have to change it tonight...if I even make it home.