Magic, indeed

One of the biggest gripes I had when I got my car, aside from the fact that it turned out to be pretty lemony not even after a full year, was the fact that the two front rims were noticeably unsightly in comparison to the two rear rims. Given the fact that one of the cleaner of the two rear rims has been replaced with an even better conditioned, clean rim, it only exacerbates the hideousness of the front two. Conventional cleaning with soapy water and sponge are useless against the kind of blemishes on those rims – they were outright stains. A combination of ceramic brake pads, along with the kind of dust from the rotors that come from ceramics, combined with the heat of brakes, essentially baking the dust into the rims themselves led to some seemingly irremovable stains.

Muhammad Hassan promised that post-purchase, he would have his detailing guys set up an appointment for me and get the rims cleaned, but that never happened. I didn’t want to go all the way to Roswell just for detailing, and he kept flaking out and making up bullshit excuses that his guys were always booked, and I’m fairly certain he was aware of this factor. Either way, I gave up on the situation, regardless of how principally irresponsible that was; a 60 mile drive, in escalating gas prices land, for an uncomfortable situation, and uncertainty of getting resolved just didn’t seem like it was worth it.

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