I was running late for work and had to stop for gas so I pulled into a gas station along they way. As I got out of my truck I noticed an 87or88 Nissan Hardbody with camper shell driving into the gas station. It was an older fellow with a handicap tag on the rearview mirror. The red truck looked brand new, you could tell he took good care of it.
He parked it on the opposite side of the pump I was using, got out and headed for the store. As I pumped my gas, I noticed his truck was starting to move! I yelled "HEY MISTER, YOUR TRUCK IS MOVING!", thinking to myself that he would jump in and hit the brake.
But he didn't, instead he ran to the front of it and tried to stop it by holding it at the hood and it was steadily gaining speed and headed for the pole holding the gas station sign. I let go of my pump handle(shuts off automatically) and ran over to help him. By the time I got there, he had did a good job of slowing her down. I held it after we got it stopped so he could get in and drive it back to the pump.
I told him when he got out "Man, that truck is too pretty to be slamin' into poles" with a laugh. He laughed too and said he appreciated me helping. I told him "Well, us Nissan guys have to stick together and help each other out". He looked over at my '98 4x4 Frontier, laughed and smiled and said " You're right".
Peace

good story.....




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