One thing I've come to love about riding my motorcycle is the way in which I randomly find gas station receipts in my leather jacket from various parts of the country with no recollection of ever having been there. Here's one I found the other day from 9/29/07 1:32 pm in Williamsburg KY. I never thought I'd ever been there, but apparently i was, and purchased 3.68 gallons of premium gasoline there.
Photo: the receipt, I smudged out the signature for obvious reasons.
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That was our first or second gas stop on the way home from our trip two years ago.
Look at that time stamp, 1:30pm eastern! We had another 10 hours to go at that point!
Thinking back, I have a feeling this was the gas station where another dude on a bike ask where we were headed and I told him back home, near chicago. He had to take a moment to collect himself after hearing that given the simple fact that it was another 700 miles.
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