Outta Gas?
Well here we are crusing down the Ohio Turnpike headed to Ray's. Cleveland here we come.... Or are we. Im driving a huge beast of a trailer behind a vehical which shouldnt be towing it. Its the Aztec versus the fuel gauge. As we come up on a service center i look down and see 1/4 tank. We got enough. So we venture on and the needle is falling at a visuable rate. Ding. The light comes on. Ok we'll make it to the next one. 10, 15, 20 minutes, it starts to become an eternity. I get behind a semi to draft and save as much as I can. We start to roll through some gradual hills and i feel the engine sputter. Back on the gas again the road flattens out and we see the next station in 6miles. now i dont honestly think we are going to make it but like i have a chioce. " Are we gonna make it??" comes the voices from the back. "Dont make me turn this Damn!! vehical around into on coming traffic!!!" ok we have an exit in 1 mile and the station in 4 miles. Ok.... "No Service This Exit" reads the sign. Ok here we go. Sputter Sputter....... the exit ramp..... sputter sputter, which way to the pumps, sputter sputter.....
posted by JessR @ 8:01 PM
5 Comments:
At least you could bike to the station!
I really didn't think we would make it.
It turns out we were geting less than 8 MPG.
i didn't think it was possible for jess to run out of gas. i thought it was just at endless supply with him. was he not eating right or what?
POOOOOOOOO!!!!!
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