Perfect place to run out of petrol

Nearly 20 years ago now I had arranged to meet my then-boyfriend at a golf course after work. I'd never driven there straight from work before, and to get there I needed to take a small country road that I had never travelled along before. I was running late, and my car was very short of petrol. But I knew my journey was not terribly long (perhaps 16 miles or so), and I also knew there was a petrol station not far from the golf course ... so I decided to take the risk and not make myself even later by making a detour to get petrol before I set off. Several miles later, far from anywhere, my engine began to cough, then the whole car began to hop, and then it cut out altogether. No petrol. It was a fairly hilly, windy, lonely, country road and, not knowing whether the nearest help would be behind or in front of me, I decided to just let the car roll on under its own momentum until it came to a natural stop ... down a slight hill, round a bend at the bottom of it ... and there on the left hand side was one of those tiny, independent, family-run petrol stations that you hardly ever see any more! But there's more. My car, having just rolled down a hill, had JUST enough momentum to bring me EXACTLY to the first petrol pump on the forecourt, at which point it ran out of momentum and stopped, without my even having to touch the brake! (And there's STILL more. I got there at about 5.50pm. If I'd been 10 minutes later, the garage would have been shut.) It's not a story I tell very often because I know that if anyone were to tell it to ME, I'd suspect them of having embroidered it. But I haven't: it really happened. I should add that I don't attribute it to anything but plain old-fashioned amazing good luck. But that there should be a petrol pump EXACTLY on the spot where my car ran out of momentum, having first run out of petrol, is still a coincidence that makes me laugh whenever I think about it!