NattyBumppo
Strange name, ain't it?
I must have done somthing to anger the Detailing Gods or something. After a brief but intense rain my son and I went outside to dry off my car. Once again, it was glistening clean. Then we set out to pay a visit to a friend who recently opened up an ice arena about 10 minutes from our home. My son will be playing hockey out of this arena come the fall so we just wanted to drop by and say hello to the guy (I went to high school with him) and chew that fat for a while.
On the short trip over we discovered the winding side road we took is under construction. I rounded a corner to see traffic stopped while waiting for the flag girl to wave traffic through and wouldn't you know it, I end up behind a quarry dump truck! I had nowhere to go, no way to get out of Dodge. When we finally started moving I spent the next 3 miles having red clay mud kicked up all over my freshly detailed white car :doh I stayed as far back as I could without coming to a screaching halt but since there was traffic behind me, I was basically screwed.
When we got home there was Natty on the driveway, in the rain washing his car:wall
If I had a beater nothing like this would ever happen.
On the short trip over we discovered the winding side road we took is under construction. I rounded a corner to see traffic stopped while waiting for the flag girl to wave traffic through and wouldn't you know it, I end up behind a quarry dump truck! I had nowhere to go, no way to get out of Dodge. When we finally started moving I spent the next 3 miles having red clay mud kicked up all over my freshly detailed white car :doh I stayed as far back as I could without coming to a screaching halt but since there was traffic behind me, I was basically screwed.
When we got home there was Natty on the driveway, in the rain washing his car:wall
If I had a beater nothing like this would ever happen.