Dear Person driving the dark blue Lincoln, southbound:
I realize you must be in a hurry of some sort. But, really, take the extra minute and actually clear the snow from your windows!
I laughed, then realized I shouldn’t have. Don’t you LOVE these people. Too weird for words.
Oh yea, I love them alright! I’d love them to stay home. I mean, come on, how much can you really see out of the single porthole in the front?