I live in a place where it hardly ever snows (we're too close to the ocean and down at sea level), but when it does, people seem to completely lose their minds. They either creep along at 2 miles per hour or they roar along at their customary 70 miles per hour, trusting in their four-wheel drive and antilock brakes to take care of everything.

Sadly, I must drive among them and it's really not fun. Especially when I'm all worried that my truck is going to get totaled as well.