Over the weekend we went to Captiva Island. One of the residents had an older Jeep he rarely uses and it wouldn’t keep idling without a foot on the pedal.
 
I told them to wait right there, I came back with my blue crack, dumped in two ounces, and within 60 seconds the thing was purring like a kitten. It obviously loosened up some sort of clog in his fuel filter. He’ll be buying a case of the stuff.

-CK

Captiva Florida