when me and my daughter drove out to utah to pick up her 51, the three squirrels that power my metro got awfully sick on that gas/alcohol mix. I thought the darn car was broken, but it cleared right up once we got out of the corn squeezins for gas states. Yea we went out to utah to buy the 51, and drove it spittin and fartin all the way back to rhode island, I can't say it was a real smart thing to do (could have shipped it), but it was an experience.
duddy
