vindemiate
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Two days ago I was pretty excited to pick up a 1990 K5 for a really good price. But...
I head off to work… Truck is running kinda weird. No biggie though. I get about ten miles from home and my truck dies. UGH!! I pull over and try starting it. It starts… YEAH!!! Then dies… UGH!!
I then walk a short distance to a little grocery store and buy a gas can. Then off to the gas station and fill up two gallons. Walk back to my truck and some really nice guy asks if I need a ride. I say no at first but he presses a little. Ok, I’ll take a ride. Says he saw my truck and thought he’d see if he can help me get to work a little faster. (see, people don't always suck)
So I empty the can into the truck, cross my fingers, say a little prayer and vrooooom! It works.
Turns out the seller neglected to tell me the gas gauge doesn’t work!!!!
By the way, this is the one day in years that I have left the house without my cell phone.
I head off to work… Truck is running kinda weird. No biggie though. I get about ten miles from home and my truck dies. UGH!! I pull over and try starting it. It starts… YEAH!!! Then dies… UGH!!
I then walk a short distance to a little grocery store and buy a gas can. Then off to the gas station and fill up two gallons. Walk back to my truck and some really nice guy asks if I need a ride. I say no at first but he presses a little. Ok, I’ll take a ride. Says he saw my truck and thought he’d see if he can help me get to work a little faster. (see, people don't always suck)
So I empty the can into the truck, cross my fingers, say a little prayer and vrooooom! It works.
Turns out the seller neglected to tell me the gas gauge doesn’t work!!!!
By the way, this is the one day in years that I have left the house without my cell phone.


