What a day! I'll preface this by saying I love my car. I love that it was a gift to me; I love that is gets me from point A to B, Florida to Illinois, Illinois to Providence; I love that it's capable of carry all of my stuff, all of my friends, all of my family, pretty much anything. Having said that, I should also confess that I don't tend to dedicate time to making her pretty, clean, or the talk of the town.
This is my battery after the nice mechanic man wiped off some of the corrosion. To my shame, when he opened up the hood of my car, it looked like I was smuggling a blue fuzzy tennis ball. Unfortunately it was just an enormous pile of battery acid build up.