Ben Strano

Just washed the “family” car. I call it the family car because it is our only working car.

I haven’t washed her in awhile. For the past few years I would just take it through a car wash.

Today I did one of the pull up and pop some quarters in and do it yourself. I honestly forgot how fulfilling and manly it feels to wash your car.

I love that “kinda” wet that you only get washing your car. You aren’t wet but you ain’t gonna win any “who is dryest” competitions… if they even have them.

When I got home I say a glaring spot that I miss… oh well next time I guess.