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Cleanliness is next to godliness, as long as it doesn't involve any major brushing, says L Radley.
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I won't lie to you. Washing and titivating lorries ha; never been my thing. I've always been more of tilt 'blast it over with the pressure washer when yot can see out' persuasion.
I dream that one day I'll return to the yard and fin( someone has installed one of those proper drive through jobbies, so I can avoid the issue completely Brushing a truck down manually is something I c1( only once in a blue moon. Of course, I can appreciati the necessity of blowing road muck off so as to avok corrosion, and I can understand that it doesn't lool too hot if your fleet is constantly filthy, but a decer sluice once a week is as far as you'll get me to go.
It's actually quite satisfying to cut through prope winter filth with the steamer, so it was with a reasons bly light heart that I first pointed it at my replacemer vehicle. Imagine my horror when I realised that thl cab itself wasn't getting any cleaner.
The muck was sticking. No matter which direction went in, all I succeeded in doing was making tetchinâ– stripes. And then shifting them about. I was going t have to brush the wretched thing, creating mor stripes in the process. A horrible truth quickly dawnec This 'wash-phobic' driver was now behind the whet of an unwashable truck.
Week two dawns, and the cab is getting blacke The various imperfections in the oversized decal ar becoming more obvious, and Friday is approachiftt I start to nose around other wrapped liveries, incluc ing one being seen to by the pros in the motonrva services. That didn't seem to be getting any cleane either. And then it happened. It became foggy. Th dirt sluiced away with minimum effort. The fact is tha like a gravy pan after a good Sunday roast, viny wrapped liveries need to be put to soak.
Maybe the top surface will rub away and normali1 will be restored. However, in the meantime, if you se a slightly demented woman doing what looks like th can-can on her catwalk of a Thursday night, you know it's me doing a Fog Dance' in the hope it'll say me an hour of rebrushing and re-rinsing. And if th doesn't work, I'll be the one in the brownish-gre Volvo. I intend that to be a big look in 2010.
Merry Christmas to all.