Adventures in Winter Driving
Carol Sanderson had the strangest feeling of sitting inside a huge snow globe that just got a good, hard shake.
The world outside the windows of her trusty Jeep Liberty was overlaid in sparkling white. Huge snowflakes danced and spun on their way down—a sure sign of the end of mid-December’s oddly warm and rainy weather.
She switched the Jeep’s heater from full defrost to sending a stream of warm air toward her hands, and especially her feet. Her toes weren’t cold yet, not through her heavy winter boots and thick wool socks. But it didn’t hurt a bit to fend off the coming assault.
A strong whiff of coffee and hot chocolate floated through the car as soon as the front vents kicked in. Right over the cupholders where she’d put two stainless steel mugs-full.
