A few days ago, I resurrected the Honda. Since it was filthy, I headed to the car wash.
Along with half a dozen other people . . . To pass the time, I decided to take some pictures.
Of the steering wheel . . .
My heart-shaped key chain.
The car in front.
The filthy rear window
Me, trying to look patient.
After 40 minutes, I was at the keypad.
But I still had to wait. And wait. And wait.
But finally, it was my turn.
This is my favourite part.
I love to watch the water hit the car.
It feels like I'm trapped in a deluge.
All too soon, it was over.
The End
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