Loving Spring
After months of grime provided by our lovely canadian winter, and poor touchless (read useless) car washes that left a film of that grime, I finally got the opportunity to properly wash my alabaster coupe the other day. Man does it shine. And boy do people notice the car.
Last night went out for dinner with the girlfriend and a couple of young dudes, walking by (after they had just passed a 350Z and S2000 without comment) remarked:
"Whoa what kind of car is that?"