never doing this yuma crap again

lost hills was the closest at the point in time. i was dipping in the red before i left. i ended up being approved for fuel at the pilot in madera. i barely made it. coming off the freeway, the truck began to hiccup. after making the right turn to make my way to the pilot's entrance, the fuel ran out, and i rolled into an open spot at the fuel island.

fortunately today was less eventful. tomorrow is delivery day and it's going extremely close to the port of seattle. go me! not really looking forward to being over there. last time i was there, i almost got into a fist fight with some bosnian a-hole can hauler.