The Off Season: Part 2, Snow Behind the Wheel (or Tidying Up)
It was 5:40 am, and I was driving my wife to work as I always do. As we headed down Parkside, the streets were snow covered but traffic was moving along well. It was 5:40 am after all. Suddenly, the traffic light changed to yellow and I slowly applied the brakes. A loud grating noise emanated from under the car. My wife was startled. "What the hell was that?” she said. “It’s just snow behind the wheel.” It’s funny how that snowy icy mass builds up in the wheel well.