Pussies.
Last time I carried spare fuel, it was in a 1-galloooon can, in my backpack, on a 100km bush ride. Unfortunately, I missed a sign, and did one loop twice.Even more unfortunate was the petrol in the rustyish can deciding it had had enough of leaping around in the backpack and making a break for freedom, by tunneling its way out of the can.
Also (more?) unfortunate was the fact that it happened about 20km or so into the ride, so there wasn't enough room in the gas tank yet.
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