It’s official. My car is currently as dirty as it could possible get. In fact, it is comically filthy. Now that the sun has started to come out again, the fact is painfully apparent. I have neglected to give it any sort of wash treatment in protest of Winter’s never ending assault of salt and grime. The layer of filth around my car is so thick that I think it is now safe for me to convert my vehicle to an interstellar space-pod, where it would easily resist the powerful cosmic extremes with it’s shell of grimy protection. Gamma rays, supersonic meteor showers, Alien photon torpedos… none of these could possibly penetrate my crusty shield.
The rear view mirrors are opaque with brown film. If you are stupid enough to lean up against my car, you will be treated to the equivalent of a California mud slide. You’ve been warned.
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