I enjoy driving in the snow. The only downside is the other people, just baffle me how they survive what with such an appalling skillset.

80% of this drive (to and from the hobby shop) was enjoyable. The hush of the snowfall, rhythm of the windscreen wipers, the glow of the instruments, the warmth.

The other 20% is ruint by other people; girls driving modern Stelantis Jeeps at 20mph below the limit white-knuckling the steering wheel behind a row of stupid rubber ducks lined up across the dash. Are modern Jeeps such shitboxes they are useless except on sunny days on drive asphalt?

Then there was the kid in the huge pickup truck with knobbly tyres and sewer pipe exhaust. Ten months of the year he's Billy Joe Badass in his jacked up truck, flag decal in the window and Trump stickers on the back, but put a little snow down and he's riding the brakes downhill in terror looking very meek and small perched up on the seat like a three-year-old...