And it only took 3 years. I had a blowout on the trailer last Thursday. Coming out of a small east Texas town on Hwy 19 and a truck whips around me (it's 2 lane at this point). They flash their lights and point as they pull on to the shoulder. I almost didn't stop but there was enough traffic, I felt safe enough. As I pull off the shoulder, I see the smoke coming from the driver's side of the trailer. And when I got out to look, the side wall fell off the rim.
The 2 young men got out and asked if I had a spare and where was the best place to jack the trailer - I didn't really know since I hadn't had to do it before - and proceeded to fight getting the old tire off and the spare on. They sat in the 95° temps on the side of the road for over an hour wrestling that thing. The tread had completely wrapped itself around the axle and caught in the brake pads. The had to use the truck's bottle jack under the frame to get everything high enough that they could slip the scissors jack under the leaf spring before being able to get the spare on.
And they refused any money from me!!!! I had given them bottles of water about half way through and told them to go at least get themselves something cold to drink, but they wouldn't take anything.
Oh, and the tire took out the wiring harness to the electric brakes. Ouch!