On the way home from Covenant Hills in Michigan, on our first trip there to join my cousin for some Halloween shenanigans for our daughter and her granddaughter, we finally blew tire. I did everything wrong, and I knew it. I deserved the issue. The tires are rated at 65, and I was regularly doing 80+ The tires are old. I don't even know how old. They predate DOT date requirements. But they've been stored indoors, no cracks, plenty of tread. I knew they were a ticking time bomb, but, you know: short distance. My current truck tracks trailer mileage: wow!, 600+ miles, even with my knowledge that my tires were about to expire! If you were on S.B. US-23 today and you saw someone changing a tire, that was probably me at 3:45 pm or so. For those changing lanes, thank you! It was the street side tire, so damned scary with 85 mph traffic passing you while changing a tire.