2825 Kingfisher, 160 Gallons - 605 Litres
Usually feeling nervous heading for the fuel dock because the gauge says it's running on fumes, hope I make it.
Make it, feel releived.
Start fueling, feeling fine, thinking of getting back out after Charlie.
About 1/3 fueling, feeling uneasy about how long it will take, how much it will cost.
About 1/2 way, silently weeping over the fuel bill.
By 3/4 feeling resolute, its only money and we're going all the way to the top.
Finish off, feeling great. It's only money.
Walking up to pay, back to feeling nervous, hoping Visa will say Yes...