Stop in for a cup of coffee
The Chevron I worked in my teens was kinda at the edge of town in Barstow. A busy stretch of highway though, behind the station was nothing but Mojave Desert, well almost nothing, 35 miles away was lovely Ft Irwin :lol:. Bout once a week this same kid would ride his
in from the dirt. We had 10 pumps and he would carefully drain every hose on every pump into his bike :lol:. He musta learnt how to fly a Cessna :lol:
The Chevron I worked in my teens was kinda at the edge of town in Barstow. A busy stretch of highway though, behind the station was nothing but Mojave Desert, well almost nothing, 35 miles away was lovely Ft Irwin :lol:. Bout once a week this same kid would ride his