SO...we got out the gps and started haulin ass down the highway, got just about home WOT, then: "sputter, sputter, cough, cough...dead" uh-oh, figured I'd find a smoked valve or something. I was freaking out. Nervous as hell. Not even some of preddy08's meth could help me now.
Turned out, it was just low enough on gas that I must have sloshed back and starved the bowls. It started right back up and ran fine on reserve to go fill up. Didn't know it would happen like that.