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PUNCTURE MOST FOUL

“He’s right over here boss.
The right-front tyre found him this way.
He’s lost a lot of air,
EMT’s are on their way.
I assume it’s a nail puncture”
“Never assume anything DI Fulano.”
 
The victim is the left-front-tyre
Referred to as LFT for this record.
 
Addressing the companion tyres
“What can you tell me about the last 12 hours?”
“Well we’d been driven hard all day yesterday.
When we arrived home, after we cooled down a bit,
We went straight to sleep?”
 
“Did LFT complain of any inordinate discomfort?”
“That we recall, no.”
“What happened this morning?”
RFT responds, “Around 2 AM I awoke to a hissing sound.”
I looked over at LFT and he was listless,
Couldn’t even speak.
I, attached as I am, could do nothing.
Come daybreak, completely deflated.”
 
“Has forensics concluded their investigation?”
“It appears, from a portable MRI,
The damage was inflicted
by a steel spike approximately 16.5 cm in length”
 
“Look like we have a crime scene people...
Get the tape”
Written by Gahddess_Worship (Osomajestuoso)
Published
Author's Note
A tale loosely based on the very suspicious circustances surrounding a flat tire I experienced a while back. The pic is of the actual spike removed frpom my tire. The piece also illustrates my irrational penchant for British detective dramas. I entered this one in the "Personification" competition.
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