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bktheirregularAi chihuahua, talk about ice.
They said there was going to be a winter storm, but I didn't expect the sleet and the freeze and the holy mother of Donovan McNabb glare ice on the hill leading to my house.
For the first time in my life, I spun out trying to claw my way up that hill. I should probably have been warned by the van sitting sideways in the middle of the road, but my thought process went something like: van, unstable, rear-wheel drive; me, car, front-wheel drive, better equipped to handle it. Well, I suppose I was better equipped than the van to handle the road. So long as you understand that better equipped doesn't quite equal able to climb the hill to the top.
Got most of the way there. Then the front wheels started to slip, clawing at the road - or the ice, as it was by that point. Slid backwards, then sideways, down the hill, stopping about three feet shy of the van.
Then I thought I'd get cute, and very gently back up to clear the van and go back down the hill. I went three inches back and two feet sideways, leaving me one foot from the van.
Thankfully the DPW truck came by. They said they'd done all the salting they could, but when they saw what nature had wrought upon van and car, they dismounted the truck and started shoveling out salt by hand.
Finally home. And wishing I could stomach the taste of scotch, because goddamn I could use a belt right now.
They said there was going to be a winter storm, but I didn't expect the sleet and the freeze and the holy mother of Donovan McNabb glare ice on the hill leading to my house.
For the first time in my life, I spun out trying to claw my way up that hill. I should probably have been warned by the van sitting sideways in the middle of the road, but my thought process went something like: van, unstable, rear-wheel drive; me, car, front-wheel drive, better equipped to handle it. Well, I suppose I was better equipped than the van to handle the road. So long as you understand that better equipped doesn't quite equal able to climb the hill to the top.
Got most of the way there. Then the front wheels started to slip, clawing at the road - or the ice, as it was by that point. Slid backwards, then sideways, down the hill, stopping about three feet shy of the van.
Then I thought I'd get cute, and very gently back up to clear the van and go back down the hill. I went three inches back and two feet sideways, leaving me one foot from the van.
Thankfully the DPW truck came by. They said they'd done all the salting they could, but when they saw what nature had wrought upon van and car, they dismounted the truck and started shoveling out salt by hand.
Finally home. And wishing I could stomach the taste of scotch, because goddamn I could use a belt right now.
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Date: 2005-12-16 02:55 am (UTC)I'm glad you are physically OK and that you didn't hit anything.