I hate to stop.
That may be one reason why I enjoy the Cannonball so much.
On Wednesday, I had to run out to my big, oceanfront house renovation.
The house is 22 miles from my office in Riverside.
I took Razzo this time and found the gas gauge to be low as I headed out.
Before getting to the Intracoastal Waterway the low fuel light went from flashing to solid.
As I left the jobsite, knowing that I can go approximately 25 miles after the light goes solid, I headed back with hopes of making it all the way to Riverside to fill up at the Five Points Shell station.
But as I turned north onto I-95, I started feeling that it might be better to stop. Knowing there was a convenient Shell station on Emerson Street, I pulled off the highway and filled the tank.
The 2.5 gallon tank took 2.53 gallons.
I know that I have put 2.6 in it before, so I probably would have made it. But having a full tank made crossing the St. Johns River on I-95 a bit more comfortable.
For what it is worth, I have never run out on one of the scooters in well over 120,000 miles of scooting.
I did run out on the Honda once. The digital fuel gauge is heartless. It turned out to be OK because I was riding downtown and coasted into a gas station, right up to the pump, and filled up.
I see that light a lot. This photo is from October, 2006, riding Rocket in its first year.
