swee'pea99
Legendary Member
My Dad once delightedly told me of driving behind a car which, on a beautiful sunny day, suddenly decided the windscreen could do with a clean. One of the squirters was a bit over-enthusiastic, and a young woman passing by got a little sprinkle. She looked up doubtfully at the sky, then, baffled, walked on. At which point the driver repeated the process, with the same result. My Dad was in fits.