So Virgil went inside, ordered himself a jumbo cola beverage and a large coleslaw to go, and used the restroom. When he returned to the counter, his food was ready, and the fuel-pump code appeared in large red numerals on his receipt. Returning to his car, he secured the nozzle in place, punched in the code, selected Original Recipe and sat on the hood to eat his food and drink his cola beverage.
It was good to take a break. Lankershim (or Vineland) looked about the same as he remembered. Thick traffic, big billboards, loud pickup trucks. Hm.
It was good to take a break. The Kentucky Fried fuel pump was much slower than Biodiesel Joe’s. It didn’t shut off until Virgil had finished his food and beverage, thrown out his trash and was chewing on ice.
It was good to take a break, but Virgil felt uncomfort-
able without motion. Carefully, he replaced the fuel nozzle in the side of Colonel Sanders’ head. The engine started right up, and Virgil ascended once again to the road, ready to take on another 25 years.