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Heh, this just brings up a thing.
We were at a resturaunt about 100 miles outside of Big Bay, there was this gas station about 1/3 up the road. Well, my dad and his friend zipped up there about 100mph, filled up. I said "yeah, I'm good on gas." me being naive and all, I flagged down everyone about 15 miles back on the trail, telling everyone to turn around. My gas meter told me I was almost on E. I made it to the gas station, and ran out of gas about 10 feet away from the pump, close call. We had no gas tanks with us. That would've been horrible!
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Will it snow already?
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