The collective groan that is being heard across the commuting world was shared once again this morning as my dashboard fuel gauge flashed it's mocking chagrin. The horror!! The horror!!
Never before have I paid so close attention to my dwindling gas gauge. It flies like a kamikaze on death spiral, plummeting toward "E" in hopes of eternal glory. I grumble under my breath as I pump a fresh batch of liquid gold into the thankless bastard, begging and taking and begging for more.
How early would I have to get up to ride my bike 35 miles to work??
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