By the time we arrived in Yuma, my black pickup was solid gray with small red rocks all over it. We unhooked at the quarter car wash and after $4 it no longer had rocks on it and we could see out the windshield.
The next day we spent over 5 hours at the big car/rv wash. I took the pickup through twice waiting in line at least an hour each time. The first time through they didn't get it clean so did a free re-wash. Then I spent another 15 minutes wiping most of the streaks of dust remaining off it.
Norman? Well, he waited in the RV line for over an hour before they told everyone to go on home. The coach in the carwash wouldn't start because the batteries got too wet. New batteries were installed, it still wouldn't start and a tech wouldn't come out to help...About an hour after Norman left, they got the coach out and no one was in line. I called Norman and he brought our coach back. We got all the windows and mirrors washed while waiting in line again. Then as we were inside the carwash, we watched the first half of the Oregon game. (Hmmm...guess I should tell you, they hand wash and dry the coaches.)
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