I was driving west on Sunset Boulevard heading to Pacific Palisades one recent Saturday afternoon, enjoying a respite from the rain, when my car was jolted by the biggest crater in the road I have ever hit. Slowly, I drove about half a mile to a full-service gas station where the attendant found a gaping hole in my right front tire, which was expelling air like a blow dryer. Within 10 minutes of my arrival at the gas station, two other cars pulled in with ruined tires after driving over the same... Read this story
