Cynthia tried to clean up the topless Jeep, still aflood with the bounty of nature's deluge.
She landed on a topless bottle of oil and spit the fluid out as it sprayed across her face.
The topless Jeep offered an unfettered view of the spectacular scenery they entered as soon as they left the highway.
There was a chill in the early day air as Dean drove the topless Jeep north through town as Ouray was waking up.
While the rush of air in the topless Jeep hindered communication, they usually managed to chatter away in spite of the noise.