fingers crossed

We have begun our homeward bound trek without a spare tire for the truck.  Last Tuesday the right front tire on the truck started to tear apart.  I made it to a tire store but they didn't have a replacement tire in the correct size.  Apparently the size of the tires on our truck are not commonly available so I had them move our spare to replace the bad tire and just hope to make it back home to get a replacement.  The crossed fingers are hoping that one of the remaining three don't decide to repeat what this one did.  Three days to Springfield and then one more to the Manor.