Saturday I went with a few of my family and friends to a drag strip to test and tune the cars. We made a few pit stops along the way, mostly for potty breaks. One gas station restroom in particular caught my attention. First off, it was immaculately clean. I could've eaten off the floor (not that I actually would have).
Secondly, the electric hand dryers were a wind force to be reckoned with. Those hand dryesr had the wind power of an F3 tornado! I didn't have to spend forever and a day trying to get my hands dry.
Me and Shelby could have been out of the restroom about five minutes earlier. But, you know us! We were throwing out our body parts and giggling at each other while we watched the air from the hand dryers blow away my wrinkles and gnarl our skin into funny shapes.
Our hands were super dry AND we had a mother/daughter bonding moment in the bathroom. Too bad it was shortened by the men yelling at us it was time to go!
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