Let’s go ahead and cultivate some prejudices. Today, i.e., I had a relapse in good old German car-owners’ traditions: it is Saturday afternoon and the car MUST be washed. ;) But seriously: firstly I’ve never been one of those typical German car owners [or should I say car crazies?] and I have often driven a dirty car there, and secondly our Escape had been so dirty for over a week that we were kind of ashamed driving it around. And one shouldn’t have come too close to it in good clothes. That dirt on the car had meanwhile become that hardened that I believed it wouldn’t come off in one of those touchless car washes that are so ubiquitous hereabouts – those that don’t have rotating brushes. We’ve had that before, that we needed to wash the car by hand after driving it through one of these car washes. Well, that’s why I decided to wash the car myself on the concrete slab of our new garage. And not it’s shiny again. The car, not the concrete slab! 😉
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