Hifi! The weather is nice over here

First of all, I'd like to say thanks to my esteemed colleagues for their warm welcome. I am a little riled up from the confirmation hearings. I can handle the abuse and the accusations, but I get really pissed off when people make my girlfriend cry. Seriously, Kennedy, that was not cool.
I thought long and hard about my new position and how I should start my new life here at hifi, and I decided it was only fitting that I follow hifi's introduction with a story about my car that is able to drive from Chicago to New York (state, not city) in a single tank of gas. I was driving home one day and my girlfriend was following me. I suddenly had this sinking feeling that something was wrong. I looked up at my odometer which read 372. Now, you should all know that my gas gauge is broken, and the only way I know when to fill up is by my mileage. When I have a good tailwind on the highway I can get almost 30 miles to the gallon. 30 mpg with an 18 gallon tank spells out 540 miles. That's approximately from here to Buffalo, NY. Of course, when I'm city driving my gas mileage suffers quite a bit. So, in order to keep from running out of gas, I reset my trip gauge every time I fill up. I try to find a gas station between 300 and 350. For some reason, I just felt compelled to get gas right away. I just knew something wasn't right.
Now, my girlfriend will tell you that it was about this time that she was thinking, "The General's going to pull over." (That's right, she calls me the General [no she doesn't]). Immediately after she had this premonition, I put on my blinker to get into the right lane. I then pulled into the first gas station I came across.
I swiped my credit card to fill my Chrysler Concorde with good ole' 87 Octane. I let the pump do it's thing until it came to a *CLICK*. I looked up at the meter:

17.3 gallons