On Saturday October 10, 2015 I finally took possession of my first corvette. I flew in to Toronto to pick up a 1993 green corvette coupe for a private seller on kijiji. On my way back to Ottawa I accidently ran out of gas just before the Bowmaville off ramp, how embarassing. With no option but to walk to a gas station I locked the vette and started my walk down the 401. I was not more than 500 feet from the vette when I heard a vehicle pull along side of me O.P.P. was the first thing that came to mind but to my surprise the vehicle was blue vette with a very nice couple aboard. They ask if I was the owner of the green vette behind them and what was the problem. I told them I had intended to get off at the exit to re-fuel but ran out gas. The gentleman told me to go back to my vette and he would go and get me some gas and returned in about 20 minutes. I did as instructed . In no time at all that blue vette pulled up behind with the driver standing with gas can in hand. I proceeded to pour the gas in the tank and asked the driver what I owned him and he answered it was is pleasure to help me out, we exchange where I was coming from and my final destination. He wished me luck and left.I then realise that being an owner of any year of corvette you are not only in a club but actually you part of a family where you don't leave a member stranded. Lesson learned and will never be forgotten.
