When I was younger, I enjoyed snow regardless of whether or not I had to drive in it. Now, I do not drive in snow. In fact, when we were in Germany I was a little scared when we had to drive on slushy roads. I have no idea what made me so paranoid about driving in the snow. There was one episode when I thought the clutch of my car was going and I still drove home (it took 2 hours). That was a hair raising experience but I got home with no harm done. Why then can't I simply get a charge out of it?
Last year, due to my light schedule and the snow, I left work 15 minutes early. I figured if the snow was beginning to accumulate there, my drive would be bad since I lived 36 miles north. It's a good thing that I left. Fifteen minutes later the road became quite slick and there were something like 70 car accidents on the street. If I were a fearless driver, I might have been one of those accidents. I guess my gut instincts are on target.
And the snow is really pretty when it's new and I don't have to worry about my family getting anywhere safely.
Go enjoy!
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