Originally Posted by LT

What a damn night. Phil and I drive to F Street to pick up Will. It was POURING rain, and upon turning onto the Boulevard, Phil doesn't see the curb through the torrential downpour and his front tire blows out. All three of us get soaked as we put the doughnut on. This happened at 2330 and by the time we got a bar, I didn't much feel like drinking.