Spare Change

By joe d. • October 10, 2013

I pulled into a small gas station in the middle of the desert in New Mexico and realized I had left my wallet at my girlfriends house 5 hours away. I had no money and barely enough gas to make it another mile down the road.

The only other person that stopped for gas was a burly looking trucker. I was a bit reluctant, but I asked him for some spare change for gas.

Instead he filled my tank and said, "Someone did this for me a few years ago."

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