I have killed lots of things on this trip.
I should correct that statement.
My Scion xB has killed many things on this trip. Awesome handling, powerful air conditioner, lots of technology, and a style that has had many people stop and stare in the windows/check my tires without realizing that I was sitting there watching them.
But the cool box shape?
Death. Lots of death.
I have hit every single bug from Arizona to Montana. I have washed my windshield five times. There’s different manner of wings, antennae, and whatever is inside bugs all over my grill.
It is an Exoskeletal Holocaust.
The bugs are like, “Scion? Who makes tha…?” [slam]
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Awesome! Although I would have been more impressed if you took out a Bison. Heck, if you took out a Bison, and the Scion won, it would have finalized the make and model of my next automobile purchase. “Scion, moves like the spirit of the Lord–plows with the power of Hannibal.”
Are you guys driving back or still making your way there?
When you’re used to Arizona, it’s pretty weird seeing the massive swarms of bugs you’ll have to plow through as the I-15 rolls past the Great Salt Lake. It’s not as bad in the winter, though the worst really is spring.
It’s pretty gross at times, and it made me glad that, the last few times I drove it, I was in a car that someone else was going to have to clean.
What Booyor isn’t telling you is he forces his oldest daughter to clean the car as reimbursement for the free taxi service he’s providing.
We want bison! We want bison!! We want bison!!!
We’re in Laurel, MT right now. We’re driving back on the 6th. Then we will head back down I-15, the Great Road of the Squashy Bug, and I will finally clean my car. I did use the shop vac (Small Town, U.S.A. does NOT have a shortage of power tools) to clean my carpets of snow. (You’ll see that in a later post. I passed on the memo that it was June, but no one was listening.)
Mosquitoes. What’s up with that? The impromptu rock-a-billy concert by Yellowstone River was crawling with them. But there was donuts, so it evened out.
“Scion, moves like the spirit of the Lord–plows with the power of Hannibal.” When I get back to my library, with its bumper sticker maker, I think I have a new project.
Yes, my oldest is forced to clean the car, just like any good kid.
Knock, and the door shall be opened. By bison.