Circle K

Out of every gas station I have ever gone to, this is the only station which makes my 383 cough, spit up, and make very unhappy noises, which makes me think my car needs a priest. In fact, everything about my engine was good. Good spark, timing, fuel pressure, etc. We could go on. Come time to refill my Tank, I went to a Mobile, and whaddya know, the engine magically came to life as if the demons were exercised. So, I tried filling up at this Kangaroo again the next time I needed gas, and sure enough, once the gas settled in the tank, the engine ran like the life was being choked out of it. If you don't want a car running like a demon is possessing it, don't go here... (Disclaimer, I got only premium gasoline here,)