Around here I have a system. Diesel goes in the yellow jugs. 50:1 two-stroke mix goes in the one gallon red jugs. Any larger red cans have straight-up gasoline, high-octane in the smaller ones and run of the mill ethanol-gasoline mix in the larger.
That ethanol thing is quite the scam. Farmers grow corn. Mostly they grow it by the Industrial Agriculture standards approved by Monsanto and the rest of the Big Ag overlords.
Corn grown, you can choose to use it as food for your family or food for your car.
But the food you feed your car won't ever feed a family...
It's a fucked-up thing.
But I digress.
Systems.
They can go awry. They can be corrupted. They can get fucked-up.
You'd be surprised how often my simple system with the fuel supply goes in the ditch.
Sometimes it's just driver error, as in when I can't remember what runs on diesel and what doesn't. I'm always clear that the Ninja needs high-octane gasoline. But the cars can be confusing. I mean, last year I was piloting that diesel VW. It becomes habit to stop in front of the diesel pump at the Pioneer.
So you change cars but you still stop in front of the diesel pump... ya, you gotta keep your wits about you.
And the further you go down the Alzheimer Highway, the bigger that challenge becomes.
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