My handphone cam has no flash, so sorry for the badly lit pic.
I had to change the bloody thing in lousy lighting and off to work in sweaty clothes.
Bloody thing looks slashed! That crooked piece of shit bugger (I can't say bastard publicly now can I?) better not let me find him otherwise a punctured tire would be the least of his automotive worries.
The only reason as to why I'm still in a cheery mood is that these tires have lasted through Sepang and Kg. Gajah twice, and that its time for a tire change anyway. I guess this is a good juncture for my upgrade to a larger size :P