Note from Hillary (I received after the post about you running out of gas)
Becca,
There's also the time, it was during Christmas and my dad put 2 presents under the tree for each my sister and I. We didn't know what they were and my sister and I would kind of peak at them, "What could this be," and we'd scratch our head. Until Christmas morning we opened them up and it was about the size of a car battery, but it goes in our car and gets us 5 miles or to the nearest gas station
When were out of gas, and we said, "Gee thanks Dad, okaaay, I guess, some Christmas present."
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