LOL! Yeah, that's when you know why no one in Arizona buys a car with a black interior
Worst high-temp interior experience was years ago when I flew a rental Mooney down to Calexico for business (we had a plant in Mexicali) early in the morning (like 6 am) in the dead of summer. Well, it turns out that was one of the hottest days that summer, 120 in the shade...and I assure you the plane had NOT spent the day on the ramp in any shade! I don't know what the cockpit temp was, but the minute I crawled in I started sweating like I never had. Running into my eyes, dripping on my paper sectional in my lap (it was a long time ago!). I couldn't taxi fast enough and, I swear on all that is Holy, it has been the ONE and ONLY time I skipped a run-up. Gawd, I still remember just how miserable that was