I’ve only run out of gas once in my life. And at that point I was pulling off the highway to get gas, with an indicated 30 miles or so of range remaining on an old Cadillac’s digital fuel display. It turned out that the Caddy’s fuel gauge was off by about, oh, that much. We pushed the car to the gas station rather than do the red-can walk of shame, but that experience was traumatic enough that I’ve never come close to repeating it since. I’m a quarter-tank minimum kind of guy.
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