Last Wednesday my auto shop teacher told me that the shitty alcohol gas I have been buying was going to destroy my fuel pump and all the rubber lines in the car. Thankfully I have a marine carb on it so that won't be affected. SO in an attempt to correct this quickly (the car still has at least 1/2 tank of the crap gas in it) I was going to run half 101LL to clean it out/ dilute it until the next fill up. (at 76 from now on)
Get this- I called the airport a couple days ago asking if I could come fill up a jerry can with 101LL. they said sure; no problem. When I showed up today with a jerry can the lady called up the fuel truck, said the type of fuel, then asked me which plane was mine. [pause] "no plane, this can" SHE said and I QUOTE "sorry; crank call. disregard my call". [hangs up] "we are a county airport sir, we cannot sell you fuel unless it is going in a plane." :mad: "maybe another airport will but we are a county airport so we can't sell you any today..." :BangHead:
going to try Hesperia "airport" next. hopefully they are cool about it and won't ask too many questions.
