Sunday, July 31, 2005
So I ran out of gas while crossing over Rt. 1 today...
I don't recommend this activity to anyone. The 'low fuel' light had been on since I left Morristown last night and wound up in Trenton. I got on the road as I have so many times before knowing that I needed to get gas ASAP. I've played this game a lot with myself, looking over the gas gauge, then looking up and pondering where the next station would be... Can I do better than $2.25? F_ck, does it really cost that much... when I type it out it seems like it costs even more. This time I didn't have any time to make it to the next station. As I felt my car begin to pull and shake I saw the Mobil station in the distance on the opposite side of Rt. 1. I hate Mobil stations. Exxon-Mobil is one of the world's worst companies, and I almost never purchase fuel from their company. I now have my hazard lights on as I push the pedal all the way to the floor to pull out the last of the fumes in my tank. The thought flashes in my head that I should just pull over and stop now, while I still have control of the car, but the station is only one jughandle away... No, I have to go for it. Stopped at a red light looking across Rt 1, drives behind me are probably confused as to why I have my hazard lights on. The light turns green, the engine can do about 8 mph, I start to cross Rt. 1. Slowly I pass the center lane divider, cars behind me blow their horns and swerve around -- the engine cuts out. Now only rolling, the light changes and angry hurried Rt. 1 traffic pushes its way around me as my van rolls to a gentle stop just beyond the highway crossing.
I was able to get some gas from the Mobil station, enough to drive it over to fill up the tank. I got lucky today -- the moral is 'whatever you do, take care of your shoes.' (no, wait, that's a different moral).
;-)
I don't recommend this activity to anyone. The 'low fuel' light had been on since I left Morristown last night and wound up in Trenton. I got on the road as I have so many times before knowing that I needed to get gas ASAP. I've played this game a lot with myself, looking over the gas gauge, then looking up and pondering where the next station would be... Can I do better than $2.25? F_ck, does it really cost that much... when I type it out it seems like it costs even more. This time I didn't have any time to make it to the next station. As I felt my car begin to pull and shake I saw the Mobil station in the distance on the opposite side of Rt. 1. I hate Mobil stations. Exxon-Mobil is one of the world's worst companies, and I almost never purchase fuel from their company. I now have my hazard lights on as I push the pedal all the way to the floor to pull out the last of the fumes in my tank. The thought flashes in my head that I should just pull over and stop now, while I still have control of the car, but the station is only one jughandle away... No, I have to go for it. Stopped at a red light looking across Rt 1, drives behind me are probably confused as to why I have my hazard lights on. The light turns green, the engine can do about 8 mph, I start to cross Rt. 1. Slowly I pass the center lane divider, cars behind me blow their horns and swerve around -- the engine cuts out. Now only rolling, the light changes and angry hurried Rt. 1 traffic pushes its way around me as my van rolls to a gentle stop just beyond the highway crossing.
I was able to get some gas from the Mobil station, enough to drive it over to fill up the tank. I got lucky today -- the moral is 'whatever you do, take care of your shoes.' (no, wait, that's a different moral).
;-)
