Well APPARENTLY the gas tank on Lucille is off by a quarter of a tank.
Because that's when it chugs and sputters to a complete halt.
Also, I am metaphorically "out of gas" because it was a crazy day trying to see Thunderduck for a little bit for his birthday, rushing out to pick up Chunk from football (which is when I ran out of gas), then drove him back out to the stadium since MyPoolBoy had a class tonight.
Creative Writing.
He wrote some haiku.
I am happily surprised to report that none of them have to do with fartlighting or power tools.
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