There's nothing like a good ol' snow storm or blizzard to bring out the madness in people. Don't get me wrong, walking through the woods surrounded by the beautiful serenity of nature's purest tears is as calming as ever. However, when people get into their metal monsters and hit the road, something changes. The Jekyll that exists off the road opens up into a road raging Hyde when behind the wheel. All for what; to reach a home full of screaming kids, to pull into the store parking lot five seconds to one minute earlier, just in case the registers have a freak accident and shut down for the evening? The sad thing is that only after crashing into a tree or, worse, into someone else does the inpatient speed-racer realize the futility in flooring their vehicle through the extremely hazardous roads.

So, if you find this to be you on the road, ask yourself: Do I really need to rush through the snow and, honestly, do I really want to get there that much faster?