Stopping at the service station for petrol.
Waiting in the passenger seat, hypnotised by the colour and power and wetness of the carwash in action a few yards away.
Suddenly wanting to be sucked in and soaked and sudsed and rinsed and scrubbed and buffed and ejected onto the forecourt.
Gleaming.
4 comments:
Oh yes!
I suspect that the desire to open the car door within a fully swirling car wash & step out might be quite widely shared.
Or is just me..?
Let's try again. :-)
HHB: You too, hmm??? Very gratifying that there are other carwash fantasists out there.
Dick: Welcome, nice to see you here. I have to confess that I was dreaming about being sucked into the carwash without a car. And that may definitely be just me!
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