The battle continues

To de-stink the Cavalier.

Sunday was spent going over the interior with a hot-water extractor. Pulled the seats, did the carpet twice (four times in some places) washed the non-porous surfaces with Simple-Green. The smell improved, until the car was in motion. Took it for a drive, but, even with the fan off, ram-air was pushing mildewed air into the cab through the vents. Had friend Betti come and collect Morgan, she could not ride in the car any longer. Took it home and took it to and from work the next day. It continued to make me sick.

So today I did a few more things. The vents came out of the Dash, were soaked in Simple Green and rinsed. The ductwork had a bleach-dampened rag shoved through all of it that I could reach. I got quite a lot of mankiness out of it that way, and then I ran the system in each of its modes, spraying Ozium in at the intake for each mode.

Took it for a test drive - much better, but I think I may need to give the defroster duct a more thorough treatment. I shall see how it treats me tomorrow and such.

The most frustrating thing is I have no idea how those ducts WORK. Chilton's is tight-lipped on anything involving HVAC. I wish I had a proper shop manual for it.

Nessun Dorma . . .

No one shall sleep tonight because,
By golly, it's the fourth, and even though pretty but quiet fireworks have been legal in MN since the Ventura days, half the neighborhood seems to have got back from Wisconsin with a pickup-bed full of M-80's and bottle rockets which end their sparkles with a Bang.

And tomorrow, I will, no doubt, need to clean up their used ordnance from the yard.

Do I have any sappy reflections for the day? Any ponderous thoughts best read in stentorian tones by James Earl Jones? No. My neighbors all seem to appeased by their fireworks, the day given over to fiery ejaculations of jingoism in the place of the serious contemplation of the Declaration of Independence itself.

Ah, the sweet release of martial urges via impotent, if noisy, shelling seems to have subsided. I shall attempt some sleep.