Alright, let me tell you about my trial run with that floor mat cleaner machine at the car wash yesterday. Total game-changer, seriously. See, before this, I’d just blast the mats with a pressure hose behind the shop. Took forever, and afterward they’d still look dirty around the edges. Water splashed everywhere too—half soaked my boots every time.

So yesterday morning, I rolled out the mats from that minivan covered in cookie crumbs and mud. Figured I’d test this new machine collecting dust in the corner. Plugged it in, dumped half a jug of cheap degreaser into the tank like the manual scribbled. Got one mat ready—the worst one with dried slush stains.

Flipped the switch, and whooooosh—the spinning brushes woke up hungry. Jammed the corner of the mat under those bristles and held tight. Didn’t even scrub, just walked it slowly through the machine. Dirty water gushed straight into the drain below. Kept my hands dry, shoes too.

Took maybe 20 seconds per mat. Forgot how many I did—six? Seven? Whole stack finished before I could even refill my coffee. And check this out: even the grooves where the dirt always hid came out like brand freaking new. Stood there squeezing a mat to see if sludge dripped out. Nada.

Last thing I did? Left them hanging on the rail outside. Hour later, customers drove off with bone-dry mats instead of swampy smelly ones. Boss even grunted approval. Still can’t believe how dumb we were scrubbing these on our knees before.