There's a parking spot in the parking lot near my house that is nicely situated under a tree. When I park under the tree my car is a balmy 98 degrees when I get inside, and the AC kicks in easily. When I don't park under the tree my car is about 4 billion degrees (read: HOT), too hot to hold the steering wheel and the AC struggles along to cool the car down for about 6 minutes. When I park under the tree my car is covered (read: COVERED. read: EVERYWHERE) with tiny speckles of something clear and sticky. When I don't park under the tree my car is as sparkling clean as I left it.
This week's solution - cool car goes to the car wash.
Next week - park in the sun.
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