… it was a sign of a good weekend, when we got into the car to come home… and we both looked at each other…."what is that god aweful stench????"…. and the car comes to a grinding halt….
the wiz jumps out and looks at the agressive treads of his runners, and sure enough… enough manure to fertilize a corn field! no amount of scraping could get rid of the accessory. we giggled all the way home, breathing through our mouths.