I rember when the gas crunch hit back in the early 70's and I was going to marthas Vineyard, Mass to catch a ferry at Woods Hole. We put a 5 gallon of gas in the back of my brother in laws station wagon in case we ran short as alot of stations were close. We got on the boat, went up to the snack bar to get a couple of beers when we heard the loud speaker asking for whoever car with license # --- to report to the Captain. Well it was my brother in Laws car and they happened to see the gas can even though we had put it under some clothes. They wouldn't sail with the gas in the wagon and I had to leave it at the dock and you know darn well it wasn't going to be there when we got back. The whole boat crew and passangers were pissed at us for holding up the boat 15 minutes.