So after we got the car fixed at this Esso station (thank God, this place took VISA), we started to drive back to Boston. It was around 11 pm or so. We decided to take I-93 because that would save us at least 2 hours of driving. Since the gas prices in Montreal were ridiculously high, we decided to fill up once we got past the border. However, once we crossed the border, we could not find a single gas station open past midnight. So we were stranded in the middle of nowhere without gas. We pulled the car into a gas station and went to sleep hoping to wake up when the station opened up.

When we woke up, there were already cars waiting in line to get gas. I guess they had been open for hours, but people had not wanted to wake us up. When I got out of the car to fill the tank, the attendant gave me a sort of weird look and did not block my path to the pump. I guess Young Jin and I scared them somewhat.

We filled the car with gas and got back to Harvard with no trouble after that--other than the fact that I drove the car 100 miles per hour while Young Jin was sleeping.

Three days later, "Bob" came back from Canada.

I said, "Bob" since you were kind enough to lend us your car to do little errands, I decided to give your car a much needed oil change."

"Bob" thanked me for my kindness.

Since then "Bob," Young Jin and I went on many car trips together (like to Foxwoods), and "Bob" never knew. But, since that incident, Young Jin and I did every little favor that "Bob" asked of us.