Well I had to work again this morning and also needing some things from Wallyworld (and not wanting to do it on my way home AFTER church) I decided to leave a bit early and hit it up before work. I pull into the parking lot...driving to find a spot and all of a sudden I hear and feel a crunch-like thunk then I hear....thunk-thunk-thunk-thunk. Dammit!!!! Did I just get a flat??!?!?!?! The sun's not even up and I already have to change my tire?! ugh. So I pull into a spot and check it out. Is it a nail??? NO Is it a bolt?? NO! It's a freaking shell casing!!!!!!! So I go in and get the things I need, including a new tire gauge to check air pressure. Not losing air, but the spare needs air. I fill it up and off I go to work. Then on top of the bridge I get to thinking.......Holy sh!t!! did I pick up a spent shell or is it still live and I"m riding on it, grinding it down, potentially causing the primer to go off??? Man o man it was a tense ten minutes after that until I got to work. My mom said......geez. Only you would pick up a shell casing...of all things!