Here's, a quick, easy way to check the "range" function of your OBC for accuracy.
Okay, so, my last tank of gas lasted me 518 miles. I usually start to think about filling up at 400, so that was pretty special. I was excited.
I was driving my car last week with the intent to break the 500 mile mark on that tank before gasing up. So, I did that, then I didn't have a chance to get gas between then and Sunday morning.
Sunday morning, I go out to my car with the intention of driving out to the cheap gas station before I go to church. I get in my car, and turn it on. Everything's pretty normal.
Then it kind of stutters at idle. Hmm, that's weird. I give it a bit of gas and it comes back fine. I check the range function. It says I have 20 miles left, so there's no way I'm out of gas now. I back out of the parking space. The car has noticeably less power than usual just backing out of the space. Hmm. I pull out on to the road. Car goes, "bump bump badump bump bump." Well, this is neat. I'm flooring it in 2nd gear, and I can't get above 2500 RPM or 15 MPH.
Well, it was all very exciting, I barely made it the 100 yards down the road to the expensive gas station. Luckily the two lights I had to go through were green. I put 20.9 gallons in. I usually put in 18-19 when I fill up. It was raining, too. That's pathetic fallacy, for you literate types.
But now I know the range function on my OBC overspeculates by about 20, and I can't trust it under about 40 miles. You know, overspeculation is what caused the stock market crash in 1929, ergo the Great Depression. Parallels? I think yes.
I don't usually let it get bellow 40, but my brother lets his get down to 4 or 5 sometimes. He likes to live on the edge. It's 6 am and I should be studying quantum mechanics for a physics final in 3 hours, but instead I'm telling the world about how I nearly ran out of gas. Sweet.
Okay, so, my last tank of gas lasted me 518 miles. I usually start to think about filling up at 400, so that was pretty special. I was excited.
I was driving my car last week with the intent to break the 500 mile mark on that tank before gasing up. So, I did that, then I didn't have a chance to get gas between then and Sunday morning.
Sunday morning, I go out to my car with the intention of driving out to the cheap gas station before I go to church. I get in my car, and turn it on. Everything's pretty normal.
Then it kind of stutters at idle. Hmm, that's weird. I give it a bit of gas and it comes back fine. I check the range function. It says I have 20 miles left, so there's no way I'm out of gas now. I back out of the parking space. The car has noticeably less power than usual just backing out of the space. Hmm. I pull out on to the road. Car goes, "bump bump badump bump bump." Well, this is neat. I'm flooring it in 2nd gear, and I can't get above 2500 RPM or 15 MPH.
Well, it was all very exciting, I barely made it the 100 yards down the road to the expensive gas station. Luckily the two lights I had to go through were green. I put 20.9 gallons in. I usually put in 18-19 when I fill up. It was raining, too. That's pathetic fallacy, for you literate types.
But now I know the range function on my OBC overspeculates by about 20, and I can't trust it under about 40 miles. You know, overspeculation is what caused the stock market crash in 1929, ergo the Great Depression. Parallels? I think yes.
I don't usually let it get bellow 40, but my brother lets his get down to 4 or 5 sometimes. He likes to live on the edge. It's 6 am and I should be studying quantum mechanics for a physics final in 3 hours, but instead I'm telling the world about how I nearly ran out of gas. Sweet.