If there was a video game describing my drive to work, this is what it would be:
White knuckles on steering wheel, looking out of windshield partially obscured by ice. Windshield wipers make crippled swipes, leaving smeared salt and even worse vision. Road a mix of snow (good) and ice (bad) or ice concealed by thin veneer of snow, or snow polished to teflon-like sheen.
Weave around potholes - decide if better to go into suspension crushing crevasse or life threatening skid. County plow approaches in blinding cloud of snow punctuated by flying salt bits and sparks from plow. Go straight and hope cloud clears soon.
Insane, cell-phone gripping maniac in Suburban decides to pass, on hill, on ice. Look for offensive weapons to blast Suburban off road for good of mankind.
Deer on road. Multiple deer. Decide whether to hit deer or go into life threatening skid.
Break to stop at intersection. Anti-lock tries and fails. Aim for snow bank to avoid multi-car collision. Car behind fails to anticipate and is heading straight towards you - sideways.
Decompress. Repeat.
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