This night the neighbours smelled a strange smell, it wasn't really gas, but it smelled like petroleum. They didn't really know what it was, so they called the police, just to be sure.
On that time, I was watching tv, I heard sirenes of a firetruck. I thought 'oh, well' and I continued watching tv. I heard the sirenes coming nearer and nearer. I looked out of the window and thought 'hey, they are turning into my street'. Then they came closer and I thought 'hey, they are stopping in front of my house'. A firetruck and a police car stopped. About 9 firemen fully dressed with suits and airtanks, and a two cops came out and they went into the garage of the neighbours, they couldn't find anything.
Then they came to my house. They had some kind of meter with which you can measure how high the gas concentration is or something. It was perfectly zero in both the neighbours garage and in our house. They couldn't find anything, it was kind of strange. They were about to leave.
Then, my dad came home. My dad asked ´did you fill your tank again?', I said 'yes'. I had filled my tank of my scooter today, but when I fill it until the tank 'clicks', so it stops filling, I have some two litres in my tank, instead of the four I can have. I had tanked a little too much, so you'd smell it. It was normal, that happens every time. But apparently, I did it a little TOO much too much, which made the smell very strong, it had something to do with pressure or something. My dad opened the garage and the smell of gasoline was horrible. So I ruined the Friday night of 8 volunteers because I put a little too much petrol into my tank.