Scary winter driving experiences

No matter how prepared we are, scary things can happen when we are driving, especially in the winter.

Yesterday I was on the 401 (not a route I enjoy using to begin with ) and a huge sheet of snow and ice flew off the truck in front of me and smashed into by windshield, temporarily blinding me. I was totally taken by surprise and automatically swerved into the left lane to try and avoid being hit by the ice. Luckily no other car was in the left lane at the time. So I made a mental note to make sure that I clear the snow from the roof of MY car, and not just from the windows. I would hate to be the one to cause an accident because I had not taken the time to properly clear my car of snow and ice.

Another frightening driving experience occurred last weekend while I was in
Minnesota for my nephew’s hockey tournament. A huge storm hit the area and road conditions were treacherous to say the least. I found myself having to drive through a blizzard at night. After four hours of white-knuckle driving I arrived at the airport just half an hour before my scheduled flight. It was an experience I never want to repeat.

Have you had a frightening winter driving experience you would like to share?  I’d love to hear about it. 

2 Responses to “Scary winter driving experiences”

  1. Allan Says:

    I have too many, it would be impossible to list them all here! Suffice to say, there are way too many drivers out there who do not seem to heed the slippery conditions on the road until it is too late. When the snow & ice was at it’s worst, I was constantly tailgated, cut off and not signalled to by a host of discourteous road users who did not seem to want to share the highway with me. I think I will take up autobody repair, I would only need to work the winter months to make a fortune!

  2. CJ Says:

    A few years ago I was driving north on the 400 during a storm. And I spun out. It was as if the world went to slo-mo. And the freaky (and lucky!) part was that there was noone in the lanes beside me. When I finally stopped turning I had come to rest backwards: I was now facing all the oncoming traffic. Luckily they had all stopped while I was spinning. It was little surreal to sit there and see 4 lanes of cars just watching me. Phew!

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