I was in Cearwater fueling up to make my way back, and was begining to worry where I was gonna find enough oil to drag my ass home, when another shovel riding fella named John rolled up asking the same question! He reached into his pocket and handed me a handful of these stickers he had made. We found some 5w50 (close enough) and traveled back to hwy97 through the Interlakes. Dodged a few deer, saw him almost smoke a car as he was lighting a cigarette, and thought I might have to fight an old squarehead with a hairlip who thought I was taking too long at the gas pumps! I like riding alone, but it's always a little more interesting traveling with someone else.