Originally posted by XterraAdam:
One day the pot metal angle brackets you have mounted the tire and carrier with will finally stress fracture and your spare will fall off and bounce once, then into the windshield of a young mother's Geo, killing her and maiming her newborn.
And then that maimed newborn will grow older, becoming a maimed infant, then a maimed toddler, a maimed preschooler, a maimed adolencent and so on until he is a fully grown maimed person. And he will resent you and your "spare-tire carrier."
How does that make you feel?