The Best Gas Station...

...is the one I passed a quarter mile back, up that hill.

There I sat, annoyed for not stopping, as the X-11's engine ticked and creaked.

As I was approaching the gas station, I was thinking about stopping there for a drink, not even thinking about the car's emptying belly. I decided to wait; there's another station up ahead.

I blazed along, going east on US-90, thrilling in the comfortable rumble of the exhaust note, enjoying the cool breeze that was just barely enough to hold the noontime heat and humidity at bay.

Hiccup.

Huh? Why's the car slowing down? The engine's still runn--er, no, it's not. I coasted into a shady spot on the shoulder, hoping to get it running just long enough to go back uphill...nope.

Yes, the pointy thing on the gas gauge was solidly on "E." I've been driving the car for a solid year, but I'm still not really used to the gas gauge. On her "little sister"--the '83 Citation I had to get rid of because of neighborhood douchebaggery--there was some leeway. The needle could go about one and a half widths of the needle below EMPTY before the tank was dry. On the X-11, when she says it's empty, you get gas or walk.

So I was walking.

Wallet, phone, keys. Shaking my head at my own foolishness, I set out westbound, Shank's Mare moving much more slowly than my empty car had been. Scorchingly bright sunlight blasted down. People with gas in their tanks zipped past. About halfway up the hill ahead of me, on the opposite side of the road, a red truck sat, a lone guy standing beside it. As I drew closer, a silver car slowed and deposited another guy on my side of the road, gas can in one hand. He joined his fellow and poured. When they noticed me, they hollered for me to hop in for the rest of the uphill trip.

They hung out, gave me the gas can, and I bought each a Coke. Back down the hill. I assured them the car would start up (second mistake!), but didn't pour enough in the carburetor to keep the engine running long enough to get fuel out of the tank. They were gone by the time I realized it wasn't going to work.

That shady spot had moved about a car-length east of me, so I had plenty of light to see by.

I poked around under the hood. No gas at the carb...maybe those same fuel hoses that went out in June of last year had failed again? No fumes. I realized I was about to hike back up the hill again--had to have more gas and maybe someone with jumper cables, since I'd run down the battery trying to get fuel moving. Third mistake! The shady spot moved another car length while I poked.

Wallet, phone, keys, gas can. Shaking my head again at my own foolishness (and sending rivulets of sweat down from my hairline and into my eyes), I set out westbound, Shank's Mare moving even more slowly than before. As I neared the place where the red truck guys had picked me up, a different guy in a different red truck stopped and offered a ride. Awesome! Up the hill a second time.

He hung out, I filled the damn can again. I should have bought the guy a Coke, but I was in a hurry this time. Back down the hill. He brought a portable battery jump-box with him and this time, I did things right--primed the carb, got it running, then dumped the rest in the tank. I thanked my rescuer and we went our separate ways--he in his old red truck, me with my comfortably rumbling exhaust note (is she laughing at me?) and the breeze cooling and drying my sweaty hair and arms.

Back in the saddle again!

Song of the Day: Creed Shreds!

This is unarguably Creed at their best.

It took someone making a spoof of them to really make the band sound good (remember the old joke: "Creed is what Pearl Jam would sound like if THEY sucked.")



Yerrrrrgh! EEeeeeeeowwwwwwrrrrgh--uh. This one deserves to be on the radio.

Kit Review: "Back to the Future" DeLorean (Aoshima)

Rating: 5/5
Scale: 1:24
Purchased: April, 1994
Assembled: April, 1994

I bought this kit hoping that it would include the option of NOT building the "Back to the Future" version of the car. All I wanted was a straight-stock DeLorean. No such luck. Still, Aoshima's kit is impressive.

I'm not familiar with Aoshima as a company, but if their other kits are as well-done as this one, I won't mind throwing them some money. The BTTF Delorean has excellent detail for the most part, something I associate with more familiar Japanese companies like Tamaya.

The car can be built with the original fission reactor (as first seen), the hooked pole, or the "Mr. Fusion" setup. There's a slide lever under the completed model for moving the wheels up and down for rolling or flying modes.

The interior's good, with many of the time machine gadgets rendered as decals, but some scratchbuilding for added detail wouldn't hurt. There's even a tiny wind-up-style alarm clock. I don't like the molded-in cables running across the dash; they're very hard to paint properly.

The outside is beautiful, though again there are molded-in cables running from back to front along the sides. Painting them is even more of a hassle than those of the interior, given the need to paint the body with a "metalizer" paint to get the proper stainless steel finish. Once that's on there, doing spray-can touch-ups is a bitch.

Around back in the time machine parts, most of the pipes and hoses are molded separately and are reasonably scale-like. Good detail on the bits & pieces. Underneath, though, there's a lack of belly detail, the wheels don't align well in "drive" mode, and the mechanism that rotates the tires down into "flight" mode is clunky.

I was impatient when I built mine. I did well on the stainless steel painting and buffing, but I'm embarrassed by the brush strokes and uneven paint on the nose and tail caps (gray on the actual car) and satin-black body details. I recently took the thing completely apart with an eye toward rebuilding with much better paint and detail. All I have to do now is put it back together.

Pros: It's a DeLorean!; faithfully detailed, for the most part; several options--"original" or "Mr. Fusion" reactor, cable hook.

Cons: Gray body finish has to be painted to look like stainless steel; cables and parts molded as part of the body; no "stock car only" option; clunky "flight mode" mechanism; poor belly detail.