During my move back west I drove through the Utah desert on a 100 mile stretch of road with no towns and absolutely no services and a sign announcing this lack about 5 miles after the last town. So 95 miles later on my very last drop of gas sweating in the heat coasting downhill to the off ramp -my goal the nearest lone gas station in sight- I got a small taste of the uncertainty that went hand in hand with the excitement of cross country road trips back in the route 66 heyday. And I realized how important of an icon the gas pump is. Cause when you're running on empty with nothing ahead or behind except more mountains and rocks than you've ever seen in your life, a service station with even one solitary gas pump becomes an oasis. Which is exactly what Cool Springs station in Arizona along Route 66 was to many people (route66coolspringsaz.com). Which I found and visited thanks to the extensive and amazingly detailed Route 66 travel videos by Justin Scarred (https://youtu.be/tWxyj_CIewk)