Lols. You're all so kind. The weird thing was I only heard it after a run. It started after the 3rd run, then after the 5th, I said fuck it and left, then pulled over in a Hess because the back was way too bumpy. So I got down, and I could pull off atleast 3 lugs from the rear with my fingers. Thankfully someone in a ford probe had a 4 way lug wrench with one that worked for me. It was kind of sad that I had to leave early because my runs were consistently getting quicker.