I ran out of gas yesterday....Stupid me! Some nice lady offered me some gas. She had a big can in her yard sitting next to a weed eater. I assumed that it was premix, and I wasn't going to "look a gift horse in the mouth" (got that one from my momma). So I put some in and headed back home, assuming that it was premixed. I was on a steep hill and headed back down, full throttle. I had the needle burried at 40. About a quater mile of it. I started up a slight grade and I heard the dreaded sound, "screech" and my ped died. I almost pooped! I pulled into a parking lot and said, "oh f@#$". Luckily it started back up and got me a mile, back to my house, and it was just a "stick". IT WAS STRAIGHT GAS. I put some 2 stroke in my tank and filled it up the rest of the way with my premix. I rode it for about an hour after that, so my ped is okay. Lesson learned? Never assume that a stranger's gas is premixed. Always carry a bottle of 2 stroke with you. And, oh yeah, fill up your tank.