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Back in the 1980s my grandmother was still driving her 1964 Chevy Impala. I doubt it had ever been waxed, but it had not seen snow in years. To say it was in rough cosmetic shape is being kind. Door dinged front to back, and a few scrapes and no straight panels at all. She was the epitome of the little old lady that drove to church and the grocery store. She would not exceed 35 MPH even when the speed limit was 45. Getting on the highway was never going to happen.

Anyway, she needed new tires and went to a big national chain of tire stores that opened a new store near her house. They talked her into a set of Michelin radials with a H speed rating. I happened to go to her house just as she returned. I insisted we go back to that store. I became a male Karen, (a Niel) and talked to the manager. We went outside and I pointed to her car, and my grandmother and asked him man to man, would you personally recommend those tires for that car and a driver that will not go faster than 35 MPH. He admitted the salesman was mistaken, and they put on four cheap radials that were less than half the cost, and refunded the difference.