The first indication I had a problem with my fuel sender was when the engine died doing 70mph in the fast lane on the 101 Fwy. in Hollywood. I had just under 1/4 of a tank on the gauge. I just put the hazards on, and drifted to the right as best I could.
This was me:
People were screaming out the windows about being late for auditions and meetings with their agents, but I was finally able to crawl onto the shoulder, where the nice Metro guy slipped me some petrol. The woman at the dealership said it was probably out of gas, and that there was no problem, but it died again when I tried to start it. I was like...
Uh...no.