As I traveled west on I80, I started looking for fuel. I had hit just under a quarter of a tank. I wasn't finding a station so I had my GPS find one. The station was there, but they no longer sold gas. According to the lady there, I was 20 miles east or west of the next station. I made it, but it was a little closer than I had planned. I'm just glad I didn't have to take a bike off the back and start riding.- Posted from my iPhone please excuse the typos.
Location:Elk Mountain,United States
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