once i was taking the car to a car wash - the drive through kind. It was made out of brick on the outside & on the inside it had the big car washing gizmos, and over to the left side there was a tract-like thing that you had to precisely drive your left side tires into.
i could not get the tire into that thing! i would back up & pull up; pull up, back up & pull up, over & over but i could not line up the tire. it would not go into that tract thing!!! gggrrrr. i was totally disgusted with myself.
i had paid for a car wash, i needed a car wash, and by gollly, i was getting a car wash!!! so this was it, i was determined to do this! i needed to see exactly how to get the tire lined up to go into the tract. i opened my door, stuck my head out, and started to back up. i was focused on that blamed tract thingy...i backed up while sticking my head out of the open door &...bam! i whacked the back of the head into something (it was some random part of that blasted car wash!)
ouch! ....i screamed out of maddness, frustration, and pain! okay i surrender --- beaten by a car wash--- arg
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ok, cooka......no more telling all these stories on yourself, or all your friends are going to start thinking of you as a menace to society!! lol
ps.....at least your car can actually FIT thru a car wash. our big tank always has to get a good scrubbing at the tiger wash -n- wax, as we don't get clearance into the public ones!!
Good for people to know.
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