I won't make the trip again unless it's 30 degrees or colder...
Here was the best part of the trip for me (barring the slab induced squared off rear PR),
- Departed house @ 0405, 20 miles on trip meter since last filling tank.
- 160miles, fuel guage showing 2 bars - I says to self, "self, you need to find a gas station" & "this thing gets crappy gas mileage running at 100..."
- take next exit, both gas stations closed, self:"gee whiz, bummer."
- run to next exit, distance unknown because, a.) GPS shut off 2 miles from house because it was too cold out, and b.) it's not light enough yet to read map. Reserve bar flashing, cut speed to 65-70mph.
- Next exit; both gas stations closed still, self says, "oh no, this sucks", stop to dig map out of tank bag; glasses and face shield fog, then frost over; self, "it's freakin' cold out."
- Run to next exit, calculating fuel mileage in my head because '04 model does not have the handy-dandy fuel mileage trip computer gadget. (reserve light appears to be flashing morsecode "get gas now, *****", all gas stations still closed, it's almost 0600, Stop, read map again, (self mumbling,"lot good that POS GPS is doing me now." 11 miles to next exit, I'm rolling down the on ramp when I realize that I may not make it, and "where did I put my cell phone this morning?"
- The next 11 miles crawl by at 60mph, BHG (brain housing group) continously recalculating fuel mileage, coming up 2 miles short, self says,"oh $&*%, it's gonna suck pushing this SOB along I-16 at 0600 in the morning because I realize that my cell phone is still on the table (at the house), self,"you're a dumba$$).
- Make next exit, gas station open :yahoo: FYI, the 2004 FJR fuel tank capacity=6.6 u.s. gals, I put 6.519 gals in to fill it up. self, "this trip can't get any worse"
- Lesson for self, "fuel gauge @ 1/2 means that the tank is 1/2 EMPTY", strange phobia developes causing me to stop and get gas at every gas station I see on the way home...
going to do a forum search for aux fuel tanks now...
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