My hero Brad in Brissie

I left work this afternoon keen as to get home and I’m heading south on the gateway aerterial in my little white mazda to go south over gateway bridge, chocka block like usual at peak hour. My tyre hit something hard on the road and as I was peaking the top of the bridge I could hear a loud flap flap flap. Then it got louder and I realised it was a blown tyre. Chucked on the hazards, did the crawl of shame over the bridge and pulled in left at the bottom. Got the spare tyre and tool bits out and realised I’m stuffed. I have no bloody idea. Next minute, a big strong fella called Brad pulled over in his truck, whipped out his electric tool and got that spare tyre on in 2 min. He even explained to me where the jack needs to be placed to be safe and that my spare should only do up to 80 clicks. Brad, if you’re out there, thank you so much for taking the time out of your day to help a girl that really needed it. You were my hero today.