I was driving my car with fuel levels on “E”, trying to stretch my gas as long as possible before refueling (something I did very often when I was younger due to little money).
It was a hot summer day, so that may have had an impact, but while waiting at a red light at a busy intersection (in the very front, important later) my car began making noise and stuttering as I ran out of gas.
It’s worth noting that I drove this street very rarely, maybe once a week. I was shocked and embarrassed, as I’ve stretched my fuel levels before and never had this happen to me. I set my hazard lights and began pushing my car ACROSS the intersection to the gas station on the corner.
A couple of cars honked as I was in the very front of the light, it was a lesson learned. I fueled up and went on with my day.
Exactly a week later is when the strange coincidence occurs. I was driving down the same street, this time with at least half a tank of gas. I pulled up to the same red light, in the same lane, at the very front of the light/crosswalk (the same spot as when I broke down a week earlier).
While waiting at the red light I chuckled at the last time I was there, thinking how embarrassing the situation was hoping it would never happen again. That’s when it happened. The light turned green, I pressed the gas, and the car stalled and wouldn’t start again.
This time I didn’t run out of gas, but my fuel pump broke and my car wouldn’t start because it couldn’t get fuel into the engine.
Luckily a kind person helped me push the car out of the intersection to the same gas station I pushed it to a week earlier. Sometimes it feels like life is playing a joke on you!
It was a hot summer day, so that may have had an impact, but while waiting at a red light at a busy intersection (in the very front, important later) my car began making noise and stuttering as I ran out of gas.
It’s worth noting that I drove this street very rarely, maybe once a week. I was shocked and embarrassed, as I’ve stretched my fuel levels before and never had this happen to me. I set my hazard lights and began pushing my car ACROSS the intersection to the gas station on the corner.
A couple of cars honked as I was in the very front of the light, it was a lesson learned. I fueled up and went on with my day.
Exactly a week later is when the strange coincidence occurs. I was driving down the same street, this time with at least half a tank of gas. I pulled up to the same red light, in the same lane, at the very front of the light/crosswalk (the same spot as when I broke down a week earlier).
While waiting at the red light I chuckled at the last time I was there, thinking how embarrassing the situation was hoping it would never happen again. That’s when it happened. The light turned green, I pressed the gas, and the car stalled and wouldn’t start again.
This time I didn’t run out of gas, but my fuel pump broke and my car wouldn’t start because it couldn’t get fuel into the engine.
Luckily a kind person helped me push the car out of the intersection to the same gas station I pushed it to a week earlier. Sometimes it feels like life is playing a joke on you!