I have a couple of 'flat' stories. In CA, the car I have there has run-flats and no spare. There was construction going on in the neighborhood and of course, I picked up a screw in driver's side rear tire. Slow leak. First, I didn't know that it had run-flats :O
I took the car to America's Tire to have it repaired. They didn't know how to get the center emblem off of the wheel but finally figured it out. Well, that repair didn't work because it was a 'run-flat'.
The tire went flat in the garage while I was out of town. Thank goodness, my housekeeper's son borrowed a mechanics jack from his friend to lift the the frame so that the car wouldn't sit on the flat as I was out of town for a little while.
When I returned, I used my air pump to get the tire inflated and air was coming out of the repair like old faithful. I didn't want to have the car towed so a light bulb went off in my head....... I found a screw and screwed it into the hole and filled the tire with air. It didn't lose one ounce of air overnight so I drove it to the dealer to get a new tire.
That's when I found out that you don't repair a run-flat. The goo was coming out of the hole where the failed repair was done.
Second story..... I was driving my Lincoln MKX to Nashville 'the back way' and I ran over something that punctured the right rear tire. I heard a thump thump thump and then heard something hit the inside of the wheel well flying away. Soon, the TPMS icon turned on.... the pressure went from 38 psi to 12 psi as I started parking on the side of the country highway.
I didn't want to use my AAA and go through that wait so I called the local 'non-emergency' number for the police dept. to ask about a tire garage around that could come out. The nice lady said she would send them.
Soon, a police car showed up along with a sheriff's car. I told the guy that I was waiting for tire guy to come change my flat. He said: "we are the tire guys". I know that y'all are thinking why I didn't do it myself. I don't have a wonderful back and it's been exactly 39 yrs. since I changed a flat on my 1981 Oldsmobile Delta 88 in 1982.
Then these two young guys that looked not be over 14 yrs. old (I'm 63).... quickly changed the tire and then recommended a tire company about 5 miles down the road to fix my tire. I told them I was going to Nashville and they didn't think it was a good idea to run a donut at 70 mph for 200 miles. The tire shop fixed and reinstalled the regular tire so I was good to go!
I was so lucky that the guys helped me.
Safe travels,
Mark