My main transportation vehicle is an electric unicycle. I traveled more than 2k miles on it for my commute to classes and part time work. I also had a bicycle (which got stolen) that I used to commute in my inital years of college. However life had other plans for me and bicycle started to become too much of an hassle (taking 22 credit hours + part time 20 hours of employment + insane time consuming stressful side projects). I had to switch to something that does not consume my chemical energy (food) but consumes its own chemical energy (batteries). Thanks to my electric unicycle I was left with more energy after a day of work so that I can actually walk in to my room without collapsing. This is how I look like on a regular day but less happier.
So in my final week I accidentally went over some broken glass, and popped up my tire.
The unicycle looks quite cool neat and compact but it is incredibly hard to change the tire.
The hardest part was taking off the tire from the wheel. The tire tools that I had for my bicycle did not work for a small tire. They all got broken. I spent like 5 hours trying to get the tire out of the wheel. I got really sad after I could not. So I called my dad.
My dad is an incredible engineer/maker/innovator/mechanic and adventurer. If I had to summarize him in one sentence it would be “I can do it.” Through out my child hood the only reason that we had a repairman in our house was because my dad was not in the mood of fixing things. Other than that my dad fixed everything. My dad told me to use forks to get it out and it worked. I popped it out in 5 minutes.
I patched it with the kit that I bought for my bike.
aaaand assembled it back! It works fine, I will buy a new tire for spring semester because mine is worn out after 2k miles. I will do this operation again real soon.