Windscreen Wiper Slap

On Monday 21st the heaviest snowfall I have ever experienced managed to arrive just as I was being driven home from work by a colleague. Like many people, heavy snow causes me to revert back to a bewildered 4 year old child. The thing I like about the snow is the fact that it seems to petrify everyone; particularly drivers. It took us an hour to get home when on a normal day it would only take around 20 minutes. On the way home it was pretty nervy on the roads from a drivers perspective because the stopping distance of cars on the road was about 3x what it normally was.

Eventually we got to a massive hill that curved to the right and as we approached the hill we saw cars sprawled all over both sides of the road with the odd one or two struggling up the hill, causing them to burn out their clutches. I never knew this before but it turns out that burnt clutch smells of Monster Munch.

My colleague and I had to get out of the car, stumble up the hill on foot and push the cars of other commuters up the hill. We had to do this otherwise we wouldn't have been able to get home ourselves. Don't go thinking our good deeds were selfless - they weren't. Obviously we had some help from other members of the public, but I still felt like a hero. That is - until I watched as a man helping us push a car got slapped around the face as the windscreen wipers suddenly turned on. I did my best to conceal a laugh and distinctly remember saying "I'll blog that" after seeing it happen. Am I going straight to hell?