A good chunk of this evening was spent throwing hot water on the ice build-up in my tire wheel well and whacking it with the ice scraper that the very same ice chunk broke in half earlier this week.
Where does the ice fly during this task? That's right, in your eyes and mouth.
2 comments:
It is terrible but get a hammer to do that job - that is what I had to do!
I give it one good kick, which results in nothing but a dirty shoe, then I say, "meh."
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