So my dad was laying low at my Aunt Barb's in the mid-'80's on an injury. According to her, a lot of his time stepping out the door back then was to "go to the car wash"...Now, me and her are simply speculating on what really happened..perhaps when we're old enough, he'll finally tell us...
For you nerds in the room, here's a sneak preview of " how they did that"
