RT1
Veteran Member
So pulling up to a Pennsylvania station, I see a Jetta in front of me with a rather agitated older woman jamming the nozzle into a fuel port that it obviously doesn't fit. I look at the pump, "Diesel". I look at the badge on the car "2.5".
"Lady!" I yells, "That's diesel!". Doesn't even glance up. Tries it a few more times then slams the diesel nozzle back and grabs the gas nozzle. If only it were that easy to avoid putting gas in a diesel car. And this is why they leave it to the professionals in New Jersey...
"Lady!" I yells, "That's diesel!". Doesn't even glance up. Tries it a few more times then slams the diesel nozzle back and grabs the gas nozzle. If only it were that easy to avoid putting gas in a diesel car. And this is why they leave it to the professionals in New Jersey...