The pimp mobile

So for the past few months, my car has been bouncing up and and down as I drive. It was more noticeable when going slow on base. I felt like I was in one of those souped up cars that bounce, but without paying extra for it. I told Doug I felt like a pimp. Ha, ha, the pimp in the station wagon. Doug looked under the car and didn't see anything wrong with the shocks, but I was getting worried that something might happen when I have Mary by myself (and I don't own a cell phone). It's been getting progressively worse, so we decided to try a local garage that was recommended by a co-worker. You'll never believe what was wrong. Apparently, the tires were overinflated for so long that they actually became un-round and that's why I bounced. All I needed were 4 new tires. I'm sure the Japanese men at the auto shop had a good laugh over the dumb Americans. Oh well, it was cheaper than we had expected (much better than new shocks) and now it's smooth driving for me.