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Bugs!?!!
It was a beautiful, crisp summer day -- so I broke open my piggy bank, filled up with gas and went for an all-day drive in the country.
It was fantastic: Deep, shadowy forests. Acres of rich cornfields. Decreasing-radius turns. And ...
Bugs!
When I got back, the front of my 135 looked like a mass-suicide site for cicadas, butterflies, moths and who knows what.
Is there anything -- short of a complete wash -- that will get this crap off my car?
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