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There we were. Happily driving down the road, pulling a trailer with new family members for our farnch…a donkey, a mule, and a goat. And then, out of nowhere, BANG! Somebody started shooting at us! Well, that's what it sounded like, anyway. What really happened was the right rear tire blew out on our F350…at 70 miles per hour…on the interstate…pulling a trailer. Did I mention we didn't have a spare tire? Or flashlights? Which…