I have this personality flaw that dictates that I must run my tank of fuel to the ragged edge. The other day, I was at 150 miles on the tank. I knew it would go 210. My Waze app said I had 70 miles to go. What to do..?
I made it. And by that I mean I coasted into the driveway with a silent engine. Perfection.
I made it. And by that I mean I coasted into the driveway with a silent engine. Perfection.