This is Oklahoma right now. Not a day under 100–up to 106 and 107. Being outside and running errands with kids when the car feels like the inside of a crematorium SUCKS. The poor air conditioning can’t keep up and every time we get back in, we just hang there with our arms up and try not to move too much until we can get the air going long enough to cool things again.
The steering wheel turns into branding iron in parking lots.
And we have to run around town. All. Day. Tomorrow.
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