They do a brisk business at the Fair Oaks Car Wash. But you never have to wait too long, even when they're busy.
I had finally pushed my car to the filth limit. It's not really my car, it's Boz's car. He'd been to the beach, and on several hikes in gloriously grungy places. He'd even brought along friends. They had nosed the windows. Then there's my neighbor's tree, in love with my (Boz's) car. Then there's smoke and ash from another brush fire on Mount Baldy above Rancho Cucamonga.
We're trying to conserve water around here, and I do my part (for example, by pushing my car to the filth limit). When you do wash you car, though, did you know it's more water-conserving to take it to a car wash than to do it yourself?
When they finished with my car at the Fair Oaks Car Wash, it smelled of lemon instead of beach dog.