My car suffers from a bad case of dutch elm disease. Or oak blight.
I guess whatever ailment it has comes from parking under the trees at my house.
Being vertically challenged, I don't see the roof of the car.
Perhaps that's why I didn't know the car was ailing from some alien rash.
Sunday afternoon brought it all home.
I washed-yes, hand-washed-my car. That in itself is an accomplishment.
I am not a car washer.
It's a bone of contention between Tom and me.
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