Sunday, September 20, 2009

Lack of gas in Wyoming

Have you ever run out of gas? I haven't.

I wasn't the one driving. I fell asleep in the back seat of the car and when I woke up we were at what looked like a gas station, but was apparently closed and had not gas. The gas gauge was already on empty and we had a decision. We could head toward our final destination of Laramie 45 miles away, or we could go the other direction to a town 35 miles away. We headed toward Laramie.

The driver's philosophy was get lots of momentum so we could coast forever on the downhill parts. Needless to say, we passed someone going uphill on a double yellow line. We passed two people in a construction zone with the flagger really flaging at us vigorously. We deserved to be pulled over, but we weren't.

We got to the last hill before Laramie and finally the gas was gone. We putted and struggled to get to the top, but, the momentum carried us through! We had made it into Laramie and were coasting down the last hill toward a promising street full of gas stations.

As we slow, we come up to a light. It's green. Then yellow. Then red. If we stop, we lose all momentum and the chosen gas station is on the other side of the light. Going 5 miles an hour, we go right on through the red light. The two boys get out to push and I reach up from the back seat to steer us into the gas station.

I've never broken so many traffic laws in one day before. It was hilarious.

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