[fredjacksonsan]

So in college we borrow a guys 1975 Chevy Nova POS to go "pick up a pizza". Snowbanks abound, and we hit a curve behind one of the University buildings that has a layer of ice under 2" of snow. Poof. Front end in the snowbank. So there we are, digging with our hands at midnight to free this beast from the 4' of snow it's buried in. High centered, too. Dang. So dig dig dig. Go to start the car, starter won't engage. So rock paper and scissors to see who crawls under to remove snow from around the starter. I win, ha. So Tom crawls under, cursing all the while to remove the snow. Car starts but wheels spin and can't get it to rock out. So more digging. Hands red and raw, we finally take our shirts off and put them under rear wheels for traction. We escape. Pizza is cold on return. Downplay dirty shirts and shrug while returning keys.