When Gas Was Free

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I showed my dad how to get free gas.

Submitted: April 11, 2016

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One weekend on my grandfather's farm I got the Idea to help my dad out. I knew gas cost a lot of money and it meant finding a gas station with a pump and hose to fill the tank. I wondered if the hose outside Pap Heim house would work. I didn't see a pump but at five years old, I thought it must be in his basement. After I got the idea to fill his tank, I went in the house to ask my Dad if I could. Nobody paid much attention to me as I ran into the kitchen. To them I was just a pest interrupting their adult time. "Hey Daddy, can I put gas in car?" I butted in to the conversation. Without thinking he said "Yea go head Rod" without missing a beat to his story. Great I thought, and I went strait to work. First I opener the little door and gave the gas cap a twist and removed it. I dropped the cap on the ground, and looked into the tank. Empty I thought great. It was good I didn't have a match to get a better look. I put the end of the hose in the hole to the tank. the other end was attached to faucet that went in the wall of the house. I then gave the spigot a turn and as the hose started to fill with water I soon heard the the water running down into the tank. It didn't take long till the tank filled and gas started to run down the side of the car and onto the ground. The fun ended way too soon, and I wanted to keep going. I got the bright idea to take the hose out and put stones and dirt in the tank so the gas would run out, thinking I could add more. Of course that didn't work, and now there was a pile of dirt and stones in the tank and no more room for my special gas. I replaced the cap and shut the little door, rolled the hose back up along side the house. I could hardly wait to leave and after we said goodbye to my Grandfather, and Uncle George, Kurt , Aunt Teeny, and Blanch. I was the first one in the car. I had a big smile on my face and I was so proud of myself, hoping my dad would notice the gas gage on full and the purr of the engine. The car started  fine and we started out the lane. We didn't get far when the engine started to sputter and the car bucked and backfired. I wasn't worried, and I said to my Dad "We cant be out of gas I filled the tank back at Paps." You what!" he said. "Yea I put gas in from the hose at Paps house, and some stone and dirt. Remember I ask you if I could and you said yea sure go ahead." He did remembered. We had to pull the car with a chain to my uncle George's gas station, and he removed the tank and replaced the gas filter. He put fresh gas back in the tank and last but not least a locking gas cap. Like I would do that again. At the time it seemed like a good idea. 


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