Was filling the truck with diesel ...
... and noticed a youngster at the next pump getting out to go in to pay in advance. He left the car out of gear, and no parking brake. It started rolling back, towards my truck. I yelled, and lunged for his vehicle .... and caught my toe in the fuel line. Landed face first, with only the thought to get up and stop the car crashing into my truck, which I did. But not before the nozzle popped out of the tank unnoticed by me, and proceeded to pump diesel all over the station's forecourt. Failed auto-shutoff.
The attendant said that it was only about three gallons lost between the time he he noticed and managed to hit the emergency shut off, but have you ever spilled three gallons of diesel under pressure? What a freaking mess. That stuff gets EVERYWHERE! Fortunately, it's a small town, so we called the kids father ... who made him clean up the mess. In foggy weather the forecourt was slicker than owl shit for months afterwards.
Biting the hand that feeds IT
