Now, about the aforementioned irony. . . I hired a guy to detail my car today. In four years and 148,500 miles the poor thing had never been detailed or waxed. (Yes, I know. . . I do tend to ignore the exteriors of my beloved "daily driver" automobiles.) So, several weeks ago a very nice guy came to Afton Station and asked to be hired for the job. Since Marly has way too much on his plate for me to heap another burden on him, I hired the other fellow. He came today and spent several hours spit polishing every inch of the car, then adding a coat of very good wax. Fine. He did a great job.
Less than three minutes after he finished the detailing (in the blazing sun), as we were pulling out of the Station to drive home, the heavens opened and absolutely torrential rain poured from the sky. And, that same torrent followed us almost all the way home! In fact, for the most part, it was coming down so hard that everyone was driving with emergency flashers on because the visibility was so bad. Sigh. . . So much for my beautiful detail job! Oh well, at least the interior is still beautiful. And I do apologize to to anyone who was stuck in the storm, because clearly my detailing was the catalyst for the rain. :-)