AntimonyER
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But not how you might think.
My car didn't see a breath of wind, or drop of rain, from Tropical Storm Barry as it passed, and yet here I am without it.
I was on my way back to Savannah Sunday evening from Atlanta, when I stopped for gas halfway between Macon and Savannah. Little did I know that at the particular gas station I stopped at, the cap which seals the tank broke, allowing large amounts of rain, sand, silt, and other substances into the tank along with the little gas left.
After the engine stopped two miles down the interstate, I called Mazda roadside assistance, and the tow truck arrived, where the driver took a "guess" at where I had been minutes earlier. He had already towed 4 cars earlier that day, and was actually mad that the gas station wasn't doing anything about an issue his company had made aware to them, even though I am sure he was making a killing.
The next day, the service manager jokingly asked why I put vanilla milkshake with chocolate sprinkles into my gas tank, and states how it is the worst thing he has ever seen come out of a tank, and he called HAZMAT to make sure he disposed of it properly.
The only bright spot in this whole ideal is that the gas station owner is taking full responsibility, and after explaining how 20 vehicles had been affected (it wasn't more because it was only the premium tank that was affected), told me to send him the bill whatever it is.
My car didn't see a breath of wind, or drop of rain, from Tropical Storm Barry as it passed, and yet here I am without it.
I was on my way back to Savannah Sunday evening from Atlanta, when I stopped for gas halfway between Macon and Savannah. Little did I know that at the particular gas station I stopped at, the cap which seals the tank broke, allowing large amounts of rain, sand, silt, and other substances into the tank along with the little gas left.
After the engine stopped two miles down the interstate, I called Mazda roadside assistance, and the tow truck arrived, where the driver took a "guess" at where I had been minutes earlier. He had already towed 4 cars earlier that day, and was actually mad that the gas station wasn't doing anything about an issue his company had made aware to them, even though I am sure he was making a killing.
The next day, the service manager jokingly asked why I put vanilla milkshake with chocolate sprinkles into my gas tank, and states how it is the worst thing he has ever seen come out of a tank, and he called HAZMAT to make sure he disposed of it properly.
The only bright spot in this whole ideal is that the gas station owner is taking full responsibility, and after explaining how 20 vehicles had been affected (it wasn't more because it was only the premium tank that was affected), told me to send him the bill whatever it is.
