Then, about 2 miles from home the Meadowbrook started to sputter. My heart jumped a bit thinking I have a new problem on my hands and we are going to be stranded. Turns out I was right about being stranded! Of all things I ran it out of gas!
My guage is on the fritz again, but I always log my fill-ups on my phone with the mileage, etc. I read it wrong before we drove to church. Thought I had only 100 miles on the tank, but it was actually 200 miles. Good thing was that we were close to home, it was sunny and warm (after having 4+ inches of rain the last three days) and one of our neighbors picked us up after we had walked less than half a mile.
Wifey and I went back into town with one of our other cars to get some gas. The Meadowbrook fired right up after I put a couple gallons in the tank. From now on I'm taking one of my spill-proof cans with in the trunk. Either that or I need to learn how to add LOL.
Reminded me of back in the 70s my old man used to run out of gas all the damn time. We even ran out of gas on our pontoon one time in the middle of a lake. Luckily we had paddles with!