So the weather has been filthy. Snow has been heaped upon ice has been heaped upon snow. The gritters have been out and the whole state is saltier than a peanut eating seadog.
Which means that the roads beneath the salty slurry are being eaten. And crumbling. Into small pieces which are then thrown up into the air by large trucks and hurtled with alarming velocity toward you as you drive.
So far I've had a small chunk taken out of the windshield and a deep chunk taken out of the paintwork on the 'hood'. Luckily the windshield managed to hold up and the dealer came through with a small pot of touch up paint that I'm hoping will help fill the small, white crater on my otherwise pristine car.
Anthony (a guy at work) tells me that he's had 5 windscreens in 4 years - all broken on the same stretch of road.
Oh for the spring.
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Are you forgetting the joys of winter? Thick hearty soups, long walks with frosted breath, snow angels, piss christ and all the magic that comes with a winter wonderland? C'mon, it's really fun, no?
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