I took a short vacation down to Southern Illinois Monday and Tuesday. I religiously reset my tripometer when I fill up with gas, partly because I used to run old crappy cars and could not always depend on what the gas gauge said and partly to keep track of my miles per gallon. It has been mentioned on other blogs how much I hate buying gas. I despise getting gouged a few more cents at the pump. I have been changing my driving habits to get me more miles between fill-ups and therefore more happy time.
Up until recently my record had been 369 miles before the gas light came on. Kati does not appreciate seeing the gas light on and will scold me if she sees it. This record was hit while we were driving back from Minnesota and Kati was asleep. -Shhh.
Anyway, I've found a nice groove and due to nice weather did not need air conditioning for most of the trip so I was able to destroy my old record and tally 398 miles before the gas light came on. I kept up the cruising and pulled out 416.4 miles before filling up. I feel like the Michael Phelps of hyper-milers now.