Redneck tire seating didn't work...

...so what am i doing wrong?

I got the HF tire changer and put new tires on my tow-dolly's wheels. Then i needed to seat the beads. The redneck way involved pouring/spraying some sort of flammable accelerant into the tire and throwing a match at it. The resultant explosion is supposed to pop the beads onto the rim. I tried it w/ about a 1/4 cup of gasoline, and tried again w/ some spray throttle body cleaner. With both instances, there was no "pop", the chemicals just sort of lazily caught fire. There was no "explosion" to pop the beads on... Am i not using enough flammables?

i'm running out of time, so today i'll just go to a shop and have them seated, but i'm wondering what i'm doing wrong. Not using enough flammables?

Just curious,

Mike

And just where's the fun of mounting tires if you can't blow something up, burn down your house or get yourself admitted to a burn unit while doing it? You trying to ruin the man's phun? Oh, oh, I gotta use an AIR COMPRESSOR.

OK, well, I saw some crazy Icelanders or Norwegians do that on TV once on monster snow tires as they drove to the north pole in FJ Cruisers. I've never done it myself. Howver, a little critique from the tennis ball cannon days of my youth: A quarter cup of gasoline is a bit much. I would think that just a little squirt of gas would do it, and that has to fully vaporize and mix in with oxygen, then POOF.

Or you could just put the air compressor on it. Wrap something like a cable or line around the circumferance and twist a tourniquet like stick to pull the tire into the bead if you have to. Just theorizing here. I always use an air compressor and I only do motorcycle tires.

Your runnin' a little rich thar, boy.

You need something much more volatile, and the fuel-air mixture has to be right.

Starting fluid is the standard propellant for the hillbilly bead-seat methodology. Hunter S. Thompson's beloved ether:

"Raoul Duke: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, laughers, screamers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into locked a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon."

Put the tire on, spray a generous shot of starting fluid in, let it mix with the air in the tire for a few seconds, then hit it w/ a match, or better, a propane torch.

Kaboom!

To do it with air, put a ratchet tie-down around the tread of the tire and snug it pretty tight. This will get the bead against the rim. Take the valve core out, hit it with your air chuck til' it's popped on. Reinstall valve core, air to taste.

Save the ether for huffing parties with those teenage girls what live down the street.

+1 for starting fluid being the weapon of choice here if you insist on mounting the exciting way.