On the way home from Bonneville we hit one of those stretches where there was not gas stations in NM. Guess what, I ran my Pickup out of gas.
We had a fresh drum of E85 with us, and so I said no problem, just fill it with the $10.00 a gallon racing fuel. Connie and bill have reservations thinking I was going to screw the truck up out in the middle of nowhere.
That was until Bill opened the filler flap on the truck, and right there it said E85.
It worked just fine, but I opted for the cheaper stuff as some as we came to a gas station.
Rouse