
From my early years before I ever drove a car. I remember our family cars being washed at a garage, in our driveway or in a 1950’s style, automatic car wash. By the time I got my driver’s license and my brand new 1963 Plymouth Barracuda I was the family car wash and wax expert. My interest in cars grew and my need to have my cars carefully maintained and immaculate became standard practice. My friends and I were convinced that clean and freshly polished cars were faster. White walls
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