It was a dark and starless night. My friend and I were heading towards The Hub on IUP Campus. As usual, since the commencing of classes, there were students everywhere. The journey seemed endless as we stopped at every stop sign and every crosswalk. Finally when we were about 50 yards from our destination, a vacant Hub parking lot, we saw a 1990 rusted red F-150 b

locking our path. I thought nothing of it first, but after a minute or so, he had not moved. My friend, who was driving, shifted into first gear and squealed around him, parking at the lot. When we got out of the car, we heard the repeating sound of the truck's starting engine turning over. He had run out of gas and seventh street Sheetz was right up the road. We approached the truck and saw the easily visible look of embarrassment on the driver's face. There were four of us. With all of us pushing there was no doubt in our minds that we could make it to the gas pump, so we started pushing. It was hard to get a resting half-ton truck moving but we painstakingly managed, until we reached the intersection. From here there was a twenty yard hill, but we continued pushing. The weight of the truck caught up with us and the truck stopped in the middle of this busy seventh street. The four of us could not handle this full size truck plus the hill. Thankfully, two college kids came out o

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