All great stories!
I met a bunch of friends at our local watering hole for a Sunday ride. Before I left the house I was thinking I should stop and get gas, I was running late and figured I'd hit up gas on our way out. Got to the bar and everyone was there hangin out having some breakfast. We actually ended up lagging a bit and the thought of the my gas situation slipped my mind. We got on our bikes and got about 2 miles down the road and my bike sputtered out and began to die. Just then I realized S!*%, I forgot to get gas. The thing is, I was on reserve. IT SUCKED!!! I was at the back of the pack so it took a while for them to figure out I wasn't there. No one had bags on so I had to ride on the back of my buddies Duece to the gas station and back up with a gas can in my hand. My buddy still jokes about this and calls me his B*T$H! The shame. Needless to say I will never run out of gas again.
