Literally. I was on my way to Colorado yesterday to help a friend up here with his ski groups and we were talking so much that I wasn't paying attention to the gas light. I finally look down and ask him how long does his truck run on low fuel, he says about 15-20 miles, so I say good cause we need to get some gas. Not 30 seconds later the truck stalls and we run out of gas in the middle of nowhere in Kansas! So I get out and start walking in the freezing cold toward a gas station. I'm hoping their is one a couple of miles up the road. Thankfully a trucker stopped and picked me up after awhile and the nearest gas station was 10 miles. He dropped me off and the manager at stuckey's let us borrow a gas can and drove me back the 10 miles to my friend mike, who was waiting with his truck. I felt really pretty stupid.
Now here is the real funny part..His wife ran out of gas that same morning and had called us and told us about it, and we were talking about it together and asking how can you not notice and run out of gas! Poetic Justice isn't it.
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A few years back I ran out of gas just a few miles outside Shreveport because I thought there would be a gas station just outside the main city limits. I was wrong. It was a long cold few hours.
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