As a rule of thumb : I realllyyyyy don’t like cutting it close on the gas front. My idea of empty is typical with 50 some miles to go.

However, since having the kids and only driving locally, I’ve cut it close a number of times. I mean, who in their right mind wants to stop and fill up the car with two small children in it?

Right. Not I.

Yesterday though. Yesterday was a little too close for comfort when suddenly I went from 4 to 2 to … NOTHING.

It was full on faith and prayer till I made it to The Marathon Station.

Moral Of The Story : pray it out, people.