I secretly like driving her dirty. Not only does she feel like she runs better that way, but I feel better, too.
Tank Girl didn’t run her counter-attacks on a show room floor and I’m not the type of chick keeping a collection of cars just to look at. I drive this thing. That’s the whole point. I don’t need people to be amazed at how much money I have to waste on something that comes out of the heated garage and down the hills once a month – I need to have some fun. Frequently. And right now. These muscles are for USING, don’t you doubt it. And things that get used get dirty. Things that get used well get real dirty.
We match when she’s a little Mad Max on the outside(growling on the inside) anyway – we are both low maintenance girls. I’ve owned this classic for 2.5 years and between you and I, I’ve washed her 3 whole times, including today. That does not mean she’s neglected – oh, no! I keep her engine strong and consistently healthy – I just don’t have the same interest in the cosmetic preening side of things … for either of us.
Uncharacteristically for me, today I pampered her with a scrub and facial for our upcoming spot on a television pilot. We aren’t some background actors – we are the plot! So I gathered my team (whom included my mother – she’s badass!) and got down to the nitty gritty of a fine tuned visual detailing session. Chrome polish, 800 CCA battery, engine block toothbrushed and interior soaped – she’s a LOOKER! She’s like a new car and I, an impressed owner. Thank goodness for a strong man and an electric buffer – another 10% of my previous purple paint came off on that buff pad (I don’t have a clear coat), but what is left just glows like the South Hollywood Samsung sign. I hope this 5 hour detailing session makes her feel like a star for those scrutinizing high def cameras.
I hope my personal scrub and facial tomorrow do the same for Blade Runner me.