So,
Last night I was bringing the family back from a little drive in the country. I made a turn and accelerated up a little hill and the truck sort of stuttered a little. I knew I was getting low on fuel, but the gauge was still showing some. I stop for a light and make a turn and climb a hill and the engine dies. I set some flares and do a quick diagnostic and decide I am "out of fuel".
(I recently replaced my fuel cap as I didn't believe it was venting properly. I am pretty sure the pick up tube is no longer sucking from the bottom of the tank.)
Rather than calling for a tow truck, and waiting (in a travel lane, no shoulder) and facing probably a $150 tow bill, I improvised and poured about half a gallon of olive oil in the tank. I was able to bleed, restart, and get to the gas station to fill up.
So am I MacGyver or the idiot that killed his IP and doesn't know it yet?
Last night I was bringing the family back from a little drive in the country. I made a turn and accelerated up a little hill and the truck sort of stuttered a little. I knew I was getting low on fuel, but the gauge was still showing some. I stop for a light and make a turn and climb a hill and the engine dies. I set some flares and do a quick diagnostic and decide I am "out of fuel".
(I recently replaced my fuel cap as I didn't believe it was venting properly. I am pretty sure the pick up tube is no longer sucking from the bottom of the tank.)
Rather than calling for a tow truck, and waiting (in a travel lane, no shoulder) and facing probably a $150 tow bill, I improvised and poured about half a gallon of olive oil in the tank. I was able to bleed, restart, and get to the gas station to fill up.
So am I MacGyver or the idiot that killed his IP and doesn't know it yet?