I had to laugh. Just today we're talking about this rather odd phenomena, and this afternoon, this grizzled old guy in a ratty pickup pulls up next to me, looks down at the car and holds his nose. I look at him in disbelief, rolled down my window, at which he does too, and I say, "so you're having some difficulty with the smell in there, huh? They have air fresheners now y'know." The window on the Cross is just going up when I'm seeing his mouth move but oddly enough there are no sounds. He continues to tailgate me then for the next couple of miles, and if I thought there was insurance on that POS I might have laid the brakes on and maybe gotten an SRT6 out of the deal. LOL!