It's been bitch-ass cold all week, and they're calling for maybe an inch or so of "frozen mix" tomorrow, right about at the evening commute time. This has put more than one person in mind of the Great Snarl of 2005. D:
I was in
Elementary School when this happened, and I still remember how horrible it was. Luckily, I was only five minutes from home, but most of my classmates had to spend the night at school.
My father managed to get home about twelve hours later. We then proceeded to hold up for the next two days until the power came back on. I distinctly remember testing how brittle the covering of ice made everything. Plants would just snap. They were rather interesting looking, totally covered in a quarter-inch of ice. Once we could, we drove around since there was nothing to do at home. It looked like the apocalypse, with deserted roads in the middle of the day and huge lines for kerosene at every gas station.
I also got to see one of my neighbor's pine trees (this being easily 80 feet tall) snap in half and annihilate his shed.
Was probably technically DWI, but shit...I was going slow on a deserted side road the whole way home, because it was hilly enough that no sane person wanted to drive on it covered in ice.
As if there were any cops on the roads that day. And even if there were, they probably wouldn't have cared enough to chase you, or even been able to. Plus, I doubt drunk and sober driving look very different on ice.