Madmark62
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- Sep 28, 2011
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Never believe the fuel gauge, always always always fill up earlier than you think.
Yes I very nearly ran out of diesel today, still had a quarter of a tank left according to the gauge.
We went over to Manchester to see my step son and his girlfriend this weekend, took the van, there was plenty of fuel in, honest:Blush:, On our way back on the M62 I had a nagging feeling something was not quite right with the fuel gauge, surely our little beast had used more fuel than it seemed, so I made my mind up to get off the motorway at the next junction and find a garage, I knew there was one not far off the junction 23 so I headed there, came off the motorway, started to go down the hill towards Huddersfield and just as I saw the petrol station, the van started to splutter. I freewheeled across the forecourt and filled up. the gauge was stuck at quarter of a tank and only dropped down after I banged the dash.
Anyway, at least I now know that the gauge is iffy to go with the dodgy speedo, another thing to get sorted over the winter
Every trip out brings a new adventure, I wonder how we will feel if everything goes to plan ever?
Still loving our van, still learning all about her foibles and idiosincrises and still believing things can only get better.:thumb::thumb::thumb::thumb:
Yes I very nearly ran out of diesel today, still had a quarter of a tank left according to the gauge.
We went over to Manchester to see my step son and his girlfriend this weekend, took the van, there was plenty of fuel in, honest:Blush:, On our way back on the M62 I had a nagging feeling something was not quite right with the fuel gauge, surely our little beast had used more fuel than it seemed, so I made my mind up to get off the motorway at the next junction and find a garage, I knew there was one not far off the junction 23 so I headed there, came off the motorway, started to go down the hill towards Huddersfield and just as I saw the petrol station, the van started to splutter. I freewheeled across the forecourt and filled up. the gauge was stuck at quarter of a tank and only dropped down after I banged the dash.
Anyway, at least I now know that the gauge is iffy to go with the dodgy speedo, another thing to get sorted over the winter
Every trip out brings a new adventure, I wonder how we will feel if everything goes to plan ever?
Still loving our van, still learning all about her foibles and idiosincrises and still believing things can only get better.:thumb::thumb::thumb::thumb: