I'm not sure whether it's the Colonial Pipeline which runs through Reston, including under my garden plot.
Apparently people are panicking about a potential shortage of gasoline, thereby likely creating the very thing they fear.
Some of us geezers remember the 1970's, and the OPEC oil embargos, and the gas lines. IIRC at one point we were supposed to hit the gas station on alternate days, based on license plate numbers.
Fortunately I:
- drive a hybrid Toyota Corolla
- never drove that much even when I worked
- drove much less when I retired
- drive maybe a third of the miles I used to, before covid
- just happened to fill my tank at the end of April, meaning I can go 500+ miles, which likely will cover me for half a year
- am smugly enjoying my situation.
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