[Daner]

I'm only 20, so this story from the late 90s seems like a long time ago. It was blizzarding and my parents little sister and I were driving home from town in our brown 1979 GMC 4 wheel drive. We made it to our 1/4 mile long driveway to find it snowed in. I can't remember how many runs dad took at the driveway but we never made it more than a quarter of the way down it. So we left the truck at the main road and walked to the house. The next morning I had to walk back through all the snow to catch the school bus. I was upset because we didn't get a snow day and we obviously had enough to justify one lol. I'm now wishing dad didn't get rid of that truck. I can still hear the tranny whine.

Edit: I'm with Tim. I love the snow. I feel bad for you guys from down south. :P