Thursday, June 29, 2006
It's the end of an era . . .
It all started with a big snow storm and an impatient girl wanting to move to Austin on time. Then there were the woefully inept solutions to the problem (scroll to Feb. 22). So a year and a half later, I finally got a new gasoline door.
Look Ma! No Ducktape!
Now I can switch out the locking gas cap with the other one and have a normal experience at the gas station.