On the subject of "Gas".. A road trip from Hell was when we went to Norfolk Va. to get the 8.2 months pregnant with twins.. #1 Daughter and 2 G-kids to bring'm out here while the SIL's ship transferred from the Right coast to the Left coast.
91 IDI DOG with an 11' Lance pull'n a 2 axle U-haul. Daughter following in a questionable Grand-Prix. Started snowing in Richmond Va., Did'nt really stop snowing til about Kingman Az.
Snowed in in Gallup Nm. for 2 days.. (100 year storm they said). I-40 and the city.. Shut Down. Hunker'd down in a KOA. 5 soles on-board.
Daughter ate some of the KOA manager's Home Made for the Travelers ..on a Cold Snowy night..Spaghetti that didnt agree with her pregnant self..GAS, GAS, GAS.. From BOTH ends !! 3 AM.. Lower belly pain.. then I'm slam'n thru snow drifts to get her to a Hospital.. in the questionable G-prix.. in a strange to me town... on the Cell with a 911 operator give'n me directions like I'd lived there all my life !! (Brown house with a tree by the curb.. bare right at the "Y".. that kinda thing). Can't see 20 feet fer blowing snow.
Got her there. All was well after 3 hours observation.. Gave her some Gas-X I think. I Did hear the Doc turn on a Fan in the Emergency Room... GAS, GAS, GAS.. from Both Ends.
Ahhhh.. The fond memories of "Road Trips" gone bye
Twins were born 3 weeks later. Healthy Happy little buggers. But they Can be GASSY at times..
The only good thing about a bad time like that is with time, sometimes lots of time, you can laugh about it.
Time fixes everything.. It's ALL Good Max.