6 February 2003
Snow is just a four-letter word
As I'm ducking into my car this morning, some doofus four or five doors down is spinning his wheels at a prodigious pace and getting nowhere.
What's annoying about this is that the snow has yet to fall; it's still (barely) above freezing and the rain let up an hour ago. Imagine how well this guy is going to drive once the white stuff settles in earnest.
Now multiply him by half a million, and you'll know why I get antsy about winter storms.
Posted at 6:59 AM to Weather or Not
Try living in Washington, D.C. my friend!!! The scariest feeling in the world is to see a big 'ol SUV (with say Alabama tags) go by you at 55-65 mph and you know he never took physics 101!!!
I bet that old boy just wanted to spin his tires without fear of retribution from the coppers. I'm still enough of a teenager gearhead that I do that kind of dumb thing...maybe he is, too.
Who doesn't like peeling out???
I think there's a noticeable (and audible) difference between someone laying rubber and someone who can't get out of a puddle.
(The cops around here usually don't hassle you for peeling out unless it's two in the morning and/or they see you doing something stupid in the process.)
But that's the great thing about a puddle*! You can peel rubber, without peeling rubber. Oh, never mind.
*or wet driveways, or wet streets, or icy parking lots.
Maybe it's just me. I've seen too many 180s on slick roads (once I did a 540, and the less said about that, the better) to work up much enthusiasm for wheelspin.
Clearly, it can be overdone...
Pulling off a 180 on dry pavement can be a hoot, though. :)