Billy popped over to the tiny garage las night to pull a tire off his accord with my spoons. After breaking the bead with a jack and the Biscayne we finally pulled the rim free. We cleaned up the edges with a drill and a wire wheel to get a clean seating and muscled the new tire on. As we began to fill'er up we heard the satisfying *pUNg* of one sides bead setting...then hssssss. Turned out after all that there was a hole in the side wall. Billy rode home on the donut. Anyway. Good excuse for a night in the shed I guess.