I was outside doing some stuff on Sunday, and I had just carried a few deck ornaments to the house to store. I walked next to the wheelbarrow, and all of a sudden BOOM!!! I couldn't figure out what happened but pieces of stuff (shrapnel) hit me. I about crapped my pants. I seriously thought it was a shotgun blast. First thing I thought was boy, I'm lucky, no wounds, and then oh s***! I'd better get out of here. I ran in the house and told my brother in law I thought somebody shot at me. He went outside, took a quick look at the wheelbarrow I was standing next to, and said that the tire blew. I was like "but, but..." As annoying as it was for a minute, he was right. I looked under the tire, and it had blown the sod right off the dirt underneath. There was a small crater. Of all the things!!! I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Makes for a good story though.

Deb

Who knew yard work could be so exciting? Thanks for the laugh. This sounds like something that would happen to me.
Faith