As he yawns and streches his way from the van to the cafe, he pauses at the trailer, which usually has two wheels per side. He is very confused because at this time the passenger side only seems to have one wheel in its entirety. Beside it sits a lonely hub where a wheel used to be. Confused, but certain that there must be a reasonable explanation, Kevin saunters to the cafe to survey the menu and satisfy his own need for the aforementioned facilities. In passing, he fires off a casual question to the ever unshakable Karl.
Pandemonium breaks loose.
All thoughts of bathroom glory are set aside for the moment, as everyone scrambles outside for a look. Okay, this cannot be stressed enough. We've had flats before. This is another situation altogether. Where there used to be a nice, happy wheel with a healthy tire around it, there is now nothing more than the inner hub, and the stubby remains of five bolts, sheared in half where the wheel apparently decided break free, bolts and all, while no one was looking.