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I quit pampering my car when I moved to downtown LA where I would scrape even with stock height. I stopped caring completely when I went up to glendora mountain road on a rainy day and hit some of the landslide debris which scratched my front bumper (lucky it could have been much worse). All i care about is that interior stays clean, mechanicals in good working order, and that the exterior has sealant. My car is usually the dirtiest out of all twins I see on the road. My paradigm for this car is that I am its commander, not its butler.
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