Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Special Winter Driving Note...

This note is addressed to three different varieties of people:

1. Whoever decided that sand was an acceptable substitute for salt in the road treatment game. NOTE: SAND IS SAND, AND SALT IS SALT FOR A FUCKING REASON. All sand does in wet, slippery snow is make a brown mush. It doesn't aid in traction unless you dump enough on the road to make a small sandbox. Salt melts snow. That's why we used it to treat roads for decades. Consider the environmental impact of salt? I'll bet it's several orders of magnitude lower than the oil and gas that leak into the groundwater every time a car slides off the road and wrecks.

I hope each and every administrator who made the decision to switch to sand from salt winds up sliding off the road into a ditch. I don't wish personal injury, just loads of property damage. Not to mention the slow terror of realizing that your vehicle is no longer going in any direction even vaguely related to where you're steering it...

2. Every single personal truck with a snowplow on it. NOTE: YOU DO NOT OWN THE FUCKING ROAD. You are not exempt from traffic laws simply because you have an 8' Fisher plow on your truck. If you back out onto the street and cause me to have to drive off the road ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE, I will make sure to note the business name and phone number for future reference.

You can die in a fire.

3. Anyone who thinks that the right way to go up a snow-covered hill (covered in sand) at 4 MPH, with the tires spinning at 10,000 RPMs. NOTE: STAY THE FUCK HOME. Seriously. All you're doing is endangering every other car on the road with your complete and utter lack of driving skills. Unless you were kidnapped at gunpoint from southwest Arizona YESTERDAY, there is simply no reason for it - it's snow, we get it, either learn how to drive in it or stay the hell off the road.

You make a compelling argument against private ownership of small explosive devices, because if I had a live grenade launcher, I would be REALLY hard-pressed to not turn your car into a smouldering hulk of twisted metal. Thanks for the extra 15 minute delay while we all had to drive around your sideways ass, MORON.

Can you tell it's snowing out?

That is all.

10 comments:

Sevesteen said...

I drive a 97 Cavalier. I have pushed 3 four wheel drives (plus a Saab and a Lincoln) out of the same alley I park in, and have no trouble navigating. No concept of momentum or rocking, just more gas.

bluesun said...

(Snow)+(East Coast)-(Global Warming)= (Mass Chaos)

Sorry, but the whole situation is entertaining to me. I can't help it.

Old NFO said...

Well Damn Jay, don't sugar coat it... :-)

PISSED said...

... and I thought "I" raised your Blood Pressure...

GO GET'EM BUNKY!!! :)

Anonymous said...

Seems a little hostile here today!
Snow is an inconvenience here in Minnesota. We deal with it. But we seem to have a bit more of the Global Warming piled up then usual. Hmmm
Bunky? Who is Bunky??

ASM826 said...

Shoulda' come south with your blogson. There's snow on the ground, but the roads to the range is clear. All those Yankees can't be good for your blood pressure.

Reputo said...

Sand actually is useful on ice (not snow although snow may turn into ice). It acts as an abrasive and breaks the ice down into smaller chunks. Salt will do this as well, except that it also dissolves in the water (losing its abrasiveness). A proper mixture of sand AND salt will clear the roads off faster (and not have to be reapplied over and over). Sand by itself, however, does nothing.

MedicMatthew said...

I think I'm going to print this off and start handing it out to patients.

Toastrider said...

Hahaha, God, if nothing else Google is good for locating things.

I found a great article about winter driving:

http://junglist.org/winterdriving.html

Warning: profanity galore.

Steve M. said...

There will come a day when you belatedly realize you're waaaaay overdue for new sneakers, That moment usually happens during a downpour or a snow-squall. That false sense of economy of getting the last mile out of your tires is a huge misconception, and is fraught with danger. That day was Tuesday. Humble apologies to the driver of the Blue Iovinos F350 with the plow rig for scaring the bejeuses out of you, I really couldn't steer the beast. But I think you sensed that. Thanks for moving.

Hello? Tirerack?