I went for a ride yesterday and will jump to the end bit as that is the most interesting I was coming back along the Yea-Whittlesea road and had calculated my fuel to detour kinglake to fill up. GPS indicated several servos so not a worry. Get there with what I suspect are fumes left and not a servo in sight except for one closed one... I go into the servo and pub and they tell me no one around, need to go to whittlesea back along the main road. Speak to a local in a council car and they tell me if I can get to the main Yea/Whittlesea road (~9km away) it is mainly downhill to the servo there. At worst there is plenty of traffic to help. After much thinking and a charged mobile phone I head off. No more than 4km down the road, the first splutters appear and power cutouts. Feather the throttle even more (pitch black, 630pm and doing 60kph along the road as I couldn't do any more). After some tension I get to the Yea-Whittlesea road turn off and head up the hill in anticipation. 18km or so to go. Get a bit along and up some of the hills and start coasting down another hill. Just as I thought with 12km to go I might make it, engine cuts out. Attempt to restart on the way down several times and as the incline lessens a little and it fires into life. This is after coasting, looking like a retard with hazard lights on (not a bad addition by honda ) and traffic flying past at 100. Get a bit further along over the next hill, down and cuts out again. Same routine again, flattens out and I start it the 2nd time. Finally, with about 8km to go it dies again and I have a bit of a hill. Finally the bike splutters into life for the 3rd and final time. Get nearly to the top of the next hill and it dies. Thats ok I think, 6.5km and I can see the lights of whittlesea a few hundred metres below, just walk it over the hill, jump on and hold on. So here I am, intrument gauge, gps and hazard lights lit up like a christmas tree, everything feeling normal and I start rolling - with the slight issue lack of engine You know those air crash investigation episodes where they run out of fuel and passengers talk of the eerie feeling of seeing lights below and just hearing the wind? It was just like that. Down the hill, not daring touch the brakes get up to 80 even. before finally rolling to 1.4km away from the servo on the flat, knowing I'm done. Thats ok, start pushing and I realise after 9 hours or so on the bike, it isn't that light.... Couple of blokes in a van felt sorry for me before I got more than a few hundred metres and gave me some fuel to get started (thanks boys). They rode bikes themselves and couldnt bear to see me push.... Finally got fuel and got home. Bit of a story for some of you to laugh at because I know some friends will never let me forget. TL;DR - Imagine some poor bastard coasting down a hill, hazard lights on bike and all with no fuel in the dark while traffic flies by in a 100 zone... Bike lit up like a christmas treee with the electronic fuel gauge all too willing to point out the situation... Especially after discovering fuel stations at kinglake burnt down. Some people made some comments to me... Best was "These comments may seem low - but your fuel tank knows how that feels. " P.S. Yes I realise the danger, especially in the dark of speed differential with cars etc... I was hardly in an ideal situation and it was a case of balancing out the evils.