The Chevy Volt picked up a velvet coat of dead insects on its drive last night. This morning, I hauled out a bucket of warm water with Dawn detergent and thought I could loosen all those carcasses and wings off of the front bumper.
Wrong. The Volt needed a complete car wash. Two buckets later, one sponge, several bath towels, and several hosings, and the Chevy looks read for a party.
I could hear my car as it breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank you! I needed a good soak. Don't I look electrically hot now?!"
Yes, Volt, parked near my garden beds, you look pretty good.