I was trying to make my commute extra long, 40 miles instead of 36, but on the last few miles, I flatted. A cyclist stopped, but I had it under control, and he went on his way. Of course, as soon as he left, I used up my 2 CO2s, and had to start walking. Within a few minutes, a nice man with 2 little boys stopped and offered me a ride to my car. I swore to never take another ride from a stranger after the last guy was creepy, but I'm glad I took this one. I'm sure the boys were proud of their father for helping a total stranger.

Rethinking the pump issue.