That night, Silas sat on his porch, watching Pete’s car zip safely around a sharp corner. He realized that while he’d given away half his inventory, he’d gained something he couldn't bolt onto a rim: a town that finally drove as smooth as his conscience.
By sunset, Silas had sold every tire in the shop. He had enough to outbid the developers, but more importantly, the screeching of bad brakes and the "thump-thump" of blown treads had vanished from Oakhaven’s hills. buy 1 get 1 tires
Then came "Speedy" Pete, the local pizza delivery kid whose tires had less grip than a pat of butter. He stared at the sign, then at his empty wallet. "I can only afford one, Mr. Vane. Does the deal still work?" That night, Silas sat on his porch, watching
