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.
Well, wow. You've already read my tale on MV yesterday. I've tempted fate on Melody before, but now at least I know just how long that plank is before I step off and hit the water. ;-)
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