On our trip down the Eyre Peninsula we were planning on visiting Tumby Bay until Woody suddenly realises that we are low on fuel and this being Sunday it isn’t worth the risk leaving the highway (it’s sometimes easy to forget that not everyone has 24 hour trading). We press on grimly, calculating the car’s DTE, Distance To Empty versus the Kms to Arrival on the GPS. Of course, we’re punching into a head wind with the caravan on the back. I’m trying to keep our mates The Prado’s informed of our situation but can’t reach them on the CB when a Liberty servo comes into view and Woody blissfully sails past, muttering something about being able to do better than that price! At this point I blow a gasket. The car is so low on fuel that it has stopped telling us the DTE and there is a red light flashing Low Fuel, Low Fuel! Eventually we limp into Port Lincoln and a service station, only to learn that the Liberty that we had passed is actually the cheapest in the whole district. The Prado’s behind us can’t raise us on the CB and are wondering what on earth is going on. Then Elle discovers that their CB is on Channel 39 not 40. Another fun day on the road.