On the way, we stopped to tank up. Fortunately, I thought to take off my gloves: who wants the smell of gasoline on one’s gloves?
Once we got back home, a new odor permeated everything.
On the way, we stopped to tank up. Fortunately, I thought to take off my gloves: who wants the smell of gasoline on one’s gloves?
Once we got back home, a new odor permeated everything.