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July 29, 2011


Rita McCall

65 minutes is a long time to wait for a tire to get repaired. Though the time spent waiting is worth it considering you don’t have to worry about the threat of nails and such. As for the fumes coming from the tires, those who work there should have a mask to avoid inhalation of such. After all, such can be detrimental to one’s health.

As I noted, there was only one guy on duty and he was slammed, so he actually got it done in half the estimated time. And by that point it was TWO tires being replaced, not a repair on a single tire. I don't think masks are required in Maryland; certainly not at the front desk, anyway. --C.

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