It starts with dancing to Lady Gaga while cruising through the flurries. Not a care in the world. It goes downhill though, beware. Here's how it happened for me: Halfway through it got rough. Ice on my windshield wipers kept them from clearing my windshield, and I was seeing through a sliver. It was one of… Continue reading When you drive 230 miles thu a snowstorm for your long-distance bf