Written by rae121452
Running out of gas in deep country can be wonderful. I was driving down I-75 and it had literally become a trip through hell on earth. A trip that would normally take 8 or 9 hours had stretched already into 13 with no end in sight.
I had left Detroit that morning at 6 AM and I'd been on the road ever since. I had told my cousin that I'd arrive in Nashville in the early afternoon but it was 6 PM and I was still on the road, somewhere between Lexington and Richmond in Kentucky.