Many many moons ago the inside door handle broke on my car and I had to roll down the window (almost Dukes of Hazard style) to get out of my car. After awhile of doing this, my window started having problems and it wouldn't roll up all the way. It would roll up partially and then I would have to wait a few minutes to roll it up a bit more and then a bit more until it was completely rolled up. I eventually got the handle fixed and at the time didn't want to spend the big money for them to fix the window. Months have gone by without my giving much thought to the window. I suppose I haven't rolled it down much, until this week.
After getting gas, I drove up to the drive-through car wash and rolled down my driver side window to punch in the secret code. I rolled up the window and drove forward as instructed. I enjoy the car wash; with the sprays and the lights that flash and the beating sound on the car as the water hits it. It is a lot of kicks. I hadn't noticed that the window didn't roll up all the way and that a crack remained. As I watched the approaching spray of the pre-rinse cycle ascend upon my car I was shocked as cold water came shooting through the crack. I grabbed for the window button and pulled up to see the crack get only minutely smaller. I couldn't pull forward or back up, so I grabbed some napkins from my glove box and tried to enjoy my second shower that day. I had paid extra for the tri-foam and wax coat. Now my left arm has a "Richard Simmons" shine and water rolls off of it like I'm a duck.
2 comments:
i would have paid money to see you roll out of that car wash :)
That is soooo funny. Glad you are all squeaky clean!
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