Avoided a "stump" rating by refunding me fifty cents for the four cents of gas the pump spewed before I could get the nozzle in the filler. This place, in Bellemont, ten miles past Flagstaff, was a zoo, but they were trying to keep up with overflowing garbage cans and empty paper towel dispensers. A gentleman in a truck and trailer combo parked next to me, and we had a friendly conversation about his trailer.
When I pulled in for gas, there was a vintage auto just leaving. The driver gave me a huge grin, a wave and a thumbs up after pointing to KD. It made us all proud!
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