Good thing these things are light- easier to push :^)
 

Soo, something I have not done in the last 10 years, Run out of gas!.
I was in a hurry to go swap cars today and drive the Porsche that I failed to pay attention to the gas gauge. I leave the house and I am pulling up to a fairly busy red light when the car just dies. I tried to turn it over 2 and nothing, I looked and it showed right under a 1/4 tank so I thought something had broke. So I have to turn the car and head it in the opposite direction up hill (15 feet thank god) to get it into the driveway of a shopping center that had a gas station. Now I am in dress slacks and leather bottom dress shoes, so traction was at a minimun and surely comedic to the watchers. The entire time there is a helpful policeman right behind me (really was trying to help) saying let me line up my push bumper to your rear end and push you out of the way. In my head I am thinking "No way" so........

Instead I strain and get it turned around, thank him (for NOT pushing it) and roll it into the gas station maybe 100 yards away. I started pumping and had to know if it was fuel or not, so I turn it over and tada fires right up. Talk about feeling like an idiot. You can bet the red light will not stay lit long on mine from here on out.

The funny part is the struggle to turn it around with all the kids pointing at the car to thier parents!!

Thought you guys may get a kick out of it even if it has never happened to you.

Phil

There are those who wlll and those who have....yea, at
least it wasnt a steeper slope!

BTDT, Only I ended up pushing a 1967 Chrysler Newport. I only pushed it far enough to get it off the road. I think I left one of my nads on the road.

Hmm, I didn't realize our cars had lights to let us know we were low on fuel. I can say I've NEVER run out of gas, although my wife has... I make it a habit to fill up as soon as my gauge drops below the quarter mark. Heck, it's a 23 year old car - I'm not going to trust that the gauge is correct or not. I don't like to be stranded - period.

You're right though. I did have a pretty good chuckle. My timing belt jumped a few teeth on my Mk2 Golf many, many years ago. It happened on an early Sunday morning, and I too, had on dress pants and leather bottom shoes. It happened to be one of the coldest days of the year too. It was tough to push it into a parking lot (over a slight crest, of course). It's been long enough where there were still pay phones around and cell phones were not widely used (except for the 'bag phones').

Later,
Mike