It was crazy here. Last night I had to bring my youngest daughters' boyfriend home at midnight. In my little Kia Spectra5 SX... I'll give you the short version. The plows had not passed all day, everywhere in the Eastern townships, the plow guys were told to stay home and just start Sunday morning. At one point, I had to turn a 35 degree "fork" corner. With the snow, I had little traction and the only way to move was to floor the sucker all the way. So I'm getting close to the corner, I see ONE SET OF TRACKS on the road. So I have to burn it, go into a controlled slide and slide into the one set of tire tracks on the road, the only way I'll have enough traction to keep going. If I stop at the stop sign, I'm screwed. If I slide too far, I'm screwed, if I slide short of the tracks, I'm screwed. As I'm approaching the corner, I state to Dan (daughter's boyfriend). "Dude, I'm going to have to use all my video game racing skills to get through this corner". He laughs his a** off, I start the motion and nail it perfectly. Swear to god it felt like I was racing in Sega Rally on one of the snow levels. When I got home (had a tough time but I made it). My daughters on the phone talking to her boyfriend who tells her "your dad has serious driving skillz". Probably just brownie points but nice to hear anyway  . I'll say this, I remember the big snow banks from '71, but hell if I remember any worse 1 day snowfall... ever. |