I want to die in my sleep like my grandfather... not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car....

I always had a knack for ignoring my fuel indicator in the car. It has even become a sport to keep on driving when the light is flashing and getting the extra mile.

Wednesday evening the fuel indicator started flashing and I ignored it completely, so Thursday I drove to work and back home. Friday it was still flashing and being stuck in a traffic jam, I started to worry, so I left the traffic jam, drove to the nearest gas station and filled up the tank.

65,05 liters on a tank of 60 liters : this has to be a new record. Completely wasted my reserve.

Reminds me of the time when me and a friend drove to Luxembourg and on the way back you have exactly 2 gas stations, 97 kilometers apart. So, I was leaving Luxembourg and suddenly my fuel indicator started flashing and my friend told me to refuel at the first gas station. Being completely sure I could make it to the second one, I didn't had the slightest intention to leave the highway for the first gas station. So, with a pressing voice (and some more pressing gestures) he forced me to refuel the car at the first gas station. At the time I was driving a VW Golf with a tank of 50 litres and I filled it with almost 50 liter of diesel. Although my friend completely freaked out, seeing the counters, I'm sure if he hadn't make me refuel at the first gas station, I had managed to get to the second gas station on reserve. :D