It’s hot. Like “don’t even think about denim” hot.
You’re at home, sprawled out somewhere between the couch and the A/C vent, feeling a little restless. Maybe it’s boredom. Maybe it’s the heat turning your thoughts into soup. You look around, wondering what to do with yourself.
And then you see her.
Your BMW. Standing out there like a Greek statue. Glistening, proud, suffering. The sun is just roasting her. You think:
“Aww, poor baby. If only I could bring her in here and park her right next to the couch… maybe offer her some iced tea and Netflix.”
And then:
The lightbulb moment!
“You know what?
I’ll give her a bath myself.
She deserves it.
I can do it myself I mean, well how hard can it be?”
It’s been a while since you washed her. The last mobile detailer you hired was okay… not great. You’ve got two hands, a good playlist, and YouTube confidence. Who better than you, right?
So you throw on your loosest t-shirt, some half-respectable shorts, and march off to AutoZone like a knight seeking soap.
Buckets? Check. Microfiber? Check. Suds? Check. $50 bill? Absolutely.
You’re in the driveway, feeling like an F1 pit crew all rolled into one.
And then…Something doesn’t feel right.
You’re mid-hose lift, staring at that sun like it just personally insulted your family. Your brain taps you on the shoulder:
“Wait… weren’t you warned about this? Didn’t someone say not to wash your car in this heat?”
Your mental filing cabinet goes RUMMAGING. Folders open, synapses fire. And there it is ding! A dusty file appears, barely legible but glowing: AUTOMOBILIA.
You remember!
You dropped your car off. You sat in that cool, comfortable lounge. You drank dangerously good coffee and watched a movie like you had nothing else to do in life.
Then you noticed a magazine on the table. Not just any magazine, ‘the Automobilia magazine’.
You picked it up, intending to skim. Ten minutes later, your coffee’s cold, the race is white noise, and you’re hooked. That article, it warned you: “Don’t Wash Your Car in the Sun. Ever.”
Because those innocent little water droplets? In this kind of heat, they’re not cute. They’re tiny magnifying glasses. They intensify sunlight and can literally burn etch marks into your paint.
And that soap you’re about to use? It’ll dry mid-swipe, leaving chalky scars all over your clear coat. That dust you missed? It becomes sandpaper when it meets a hot microfiber towel.
Suddenly, your wholesome car-wash fantasy feels like prepping your BMW for battle scars.
You lower the hose.Your shorts feel a little too short now.And all you can think is:
“I’m calling Automobilia.”
Why This Matters
Because you love your car. Because quality matters. Because there’s a reason Automobilia’s been around 25 years and counting. We don’t just do what looks right. We do what is Right. Always!
So next time the heat hits and you start eyeing your driveway like a DIY car spa, remember this story. Remember what you almost did to that beautiful paint job and maybe, just maybe, swing by the lounge instead.
Because our coffee’s still great. The vibes, vibrating high and your car? Well, she’ll love you forever for having her brought to us.
Automobilia Auto Salon it is.
Location: 550 Island Ln UNIT 11, West Haven, CT 06516
Phone: (203) 795-3998
Timings: 9 AM – 5 AM (Closed Sat & Sun)