AND NOW yet ANOTHER annoying story from the old days. Whenever it was that the "gas crunch" got going, 72, 73? It got pretty annoying in San Diego, stationed at NAS Miramar, BUT I got screwed / stuck on shore patrol in downtown San Diego, run by a JARHEAD, and he insisted on 12 hour shifts with no breaks for staff, we'd work 2-3 days 0500--1700, then get 2-3 days off and work 2 -3 days the opposing shift. I never enjoyed a good healthy crap or sleep all the several months I was there.
BUT WORSE was the fuel situation. The base filling station at Miramar was ALWAYS busy with a long line, and I still worked part time out there at the Auto Hobby Shop.
The commercial stations, you'd be down in the freeway cut, and you'd see a giant whatever, Shell/ Chevron/ Texaco, sign all lit up and round and round, so you'd take the exit and not ONLY were they out of gas, but the station was all locked up WITH THE SIGN STILL LIT UP.
Anyhow, I bought a brand new Johnson/Evinrude / OMC fuel tank, with the mounting kit, and screwed it down and strapped it down in the trunk. Modified the vent with a hose "overboard." Installed a second fuel pump on a toggle and plumed it into the tank. So when the main got low, I'd just turn on the spare pump and pump the spare tank into the main. I could tell "it was done" because this was a loud old pulser. The main tank had one of those great big solid state pumps, I don't remember the name.
THERE WERE TWO OR THREE TIMES in those days, when I managed to pull into a working station, and BOTH FUEL PUMPS WERE rattling for air!!! I never had to push that thing, but it HAD to be close!!!