Intellectually, I know that when the little bell dings and this comes up on my mileage display I have approximately 50 miles before I truly hit empty and land on the side of the road. So why do I panic so when I see it. After all, it is only 13 miles from home to work. Hmmm...maybe it is the memory of sitting in the middle of the bridge over the Hudson River in the middle of the night after running out of gas on a trip back east...actually it crosses a really deep gorge that the Hudson created over the centuries...and it shook with every passing semi...
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