In the rain kneeling, happy with my car
Dec. 1st, 2005 08:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zdashamberSitting here trying to remember something I'd thought to add to the Christmas list I need to mail to my family... Survivalist gear?
Brain: No, you cannot put "shotgun" on your Christmas list.
So! Alas, I stumbled into old habits for a bit, despite John Macdonald's suggestion that I keep half a tank of gas in the car at all times. My tank: 10.1 gallons, I think. Amount of gas I added after work: 10.124 gallons. Hee! I should look back through the records to see if that's an all-time high, higher than the time after we coasted out of the Grapevine into LA en route to Ian's. In the middle of the hills: Silent E: "Um, the gas light just came on." Me: "Don't worry, we've got 50 miles left after the gas light comes on, and it's mostly downhill..." And it was so! Barely. ;)
Also finally refilled the tires after the last oil change (where they invariably let out air to a safe 36 psi all around. "Safety." Psssh.). No wonder I've been averaging a distressing 52.8 mpg! Lucy feels so much lighter on her feet now. (For those new to the party: My car, 2004 Honda Insight, named Lucy Simone, stealth blue-black in color.)
There will at some point be a jump bag/full survival/evac post... Summary: I'll take the car as far as its slenderness and infinite mileage will go, and then I'll pull my bicycle out of the back to make it through one of the 3 passes through the hills which will without question be fux0red in a "whole Bay Area evacuates" situation... That's, in fact, the main reason I have a bicycle. You guys should all check out Accordion Guy's preparedness quiz meantime.
Brain: No, you cannot put "shotgun" on your Christmas list.
So! Alas, I stumbled into old habits for a bit, despite John Macdonald's suggestion that I keep half a tank of gas in the car at all times. My tank: 10.1 gallons, I think. Amount of gas I added after work: 10.124 gallons. Hee! I should look back through the records to see if that's an all-time high, higher than the time after we coasted out of the Grapevine into LA en route to Ian's. In the middle of the hills: Silent E: "Um, the gas light just came on." Me: "Don't worry, we've got 50 miles left after the gas light comes on, and it's mostly downhill..." And it was so! Barely. ;)
Also finally refilled the tires after the last oil change (where they invariably let out air to a safe 36 psi all around. "Safety." Psssh.). No wonder I've been averaging a distressing 52.8 mpg! Lucy feels so much lighter on her feet now. (For those new to the party: My car, 2004 Honda Insight, named Lucy Simone, stealth blue-black in color.)
There will at some point be a jump bag/full survival/evac post... Summary: I'll take the car as far as its slenderness and infinite mileage will go, and then I'll pull my bicycle out of the back to make it through one of the 3 passes through the hills which will without question be fux0red in a "whole Bay Area evacuates" situation... That's, in fact, the main reason I have a bicycle. You guys should all check out Accordion Guy's preparedness quiz meantime.