I took my chances this morning ... drove a little too fast and cried because the pressure hurt so bad. I had ice melting down my sock half the drive, and I could barely stand the sudden spasms ... Cruise control became a friend.
It popped louder than I've heard it pop since 8th Grade ... It was loud enough for me to hear over me crashing into the wall as I hit the floor. It twisted all funny ... and I could barely walk. The fact that I could still put a little weight on it made me think it probably wasn't broken. But I cried the whole way because it hurt so bad.
I still can't believe it happened ... I was doing great down the stairs.
It popped as I got through the construction of Dayton. And I grabbed the steering wheel so hard to deal with how bad it hurt. That pop allowed for more motion .... it just doesn't do side to side ... and it can't be touched on the outside. It hurts way too much!
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