May 8, 2011
Although we're fortunate enough to have a garage at our place (seriously rare treat for the city), it's not exactly accommodating. It's bizarrely narrow (you have to exit from the passenger door) and not really meant for modern cars. With the new countryman (still fun if you're wondering), we've been running into the problem where if you open the trunk/hatchback and just let it go, it will hit this weird handle on the garage door. So far no scratches, but that's mostly luck and not our ability to remember to stop the door before it hits.
To avoid this situation, we figured we'd head to cliffs for a piece of foam insulation. After our purchase was made, we walked around and ran some other errands. Randall didn't get a bag and thought he'd just hold our new prize, but after a block he decided that my hood made a good backpack instead. Seriously I had a big square sponge in my hood all day. From randall's laughter, you'd think it was the most hysterical thing he'd ever seen.
Oh and does it work? Dunno, our laziness stopped us from getting to that point.
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