When I used to live up north every year at the first snow I’d go to this one parking lot that I knew had nothing but the huge light poles to hit. And just go ham at like 2am to remind myself how the car handles and have a little fun to boot. I always half expected to see flashing lights at some point but never did thankfully.
When I used to live up north every year at the first snow I’d go to this one parking lot that I knew had nothing but the huge light poles to hit. And just go ham at like 2am to remind myself how the car handles and have a little fun to boot. I always half expected to see flashing lights at some point but never did thankfully.