I am wanting, so badly, to drive my Mustang to work. Dressed in my sexy skirt and peach colored wedge heels, I get in, give the gas pedal a few pumps. This thing is not starting....but wait.....it does start. I wanna try and warm it up, but apparently it is out of gas. After a few pumps and cranks, I figure out that the only way I will get to work is in the old Chevy beater. Now my challenge starts from square one, trying to get it to start up. I just might get it started. And if I do, I am going to dominate that pedal and engine. You WILL run, one way or another.