There is a joke that goes:
“Did you hear that in the seventies the Chevy Nova was no longer to be sold in Mexico?”
“No, really, Why?”
“Well in Spanish, Nova means “No Go””.
So taking that into consideration, if you figure
Slush+Morning sleet and rain+1993 Chevy Camaro = Nova
So I just got back from an outing, figuring with the multitude of road trucks that I have seen working, that I would have no problem making my rounds. WRONG! It all began with my driveway, which I have to admit was the worst of my troubles, and went from there. I spun all the way out….sideways. Which I have to admit was fun. I also made a decent rut in the slush and ice just digging down to get to the gravel. As long as I remained on major roadways I was fine, but to venture off was nothing more than to sit still spinning my tires…wheeee! I did, however, make it back home safely and without incident. I was actually delighted that I even made it back into my proper parking place ( a pet peeve of mine is not being able to be in my parking spot, so stay out of it).
