no one cares
Tim was already pushing into the outskirts of the city when he noticed that he’d need gas. He hoped his luck would hold out a little longer and sure enough an Arco appeared ahead of him.
Tim glanced at the gas gauge to double check what side the little arrow told him his tank was on and pulled in. He had no idea if he was allowed to pump his own gas in Mexico or not, he was going to try. He didn’t see any Full-Service signs or people who seemed to work for the gas station filling cars that would indicate otherwise.