Conditions were similarly poor here in Edmonton last week. I dragged a cube van out of a snowbank he'd slid into while attempting to pass an already mired city bus. After the thanks/handshake portion, I circled the block to offer my services to the bus, but the driver refused, and then proceeded to engage in an activity that I can only describe as a cross between dancing and tai chi. I guess he was thoroughly enjoying his paid break. The same day provided plenty of happy surprises including a middle aged woman attempting to turn left, from a parking lot, across my path. Had conditions been ideal, the manoeuvre would have been ill-advised, and her timing was jaw-droppingly poor. Luckily, standing on the brakes (ABS) and swerving in the opposite direction averted disaster. Clearly flustered, this adept wheel-woman decided to start forward, change her mind, and reverse quickly, without so much as a glance in her rear-view mirror. I could only shake my head as I drove past. Edmontonian drivers have me convinced that there is a town meeting held just prior to a snowfall, and the consensus reached is that everyone should abandon all reason, logic, and plain ol' common sense in favour of raw stupidity. With warm weather just around the corner, and a foot of snow on the ground, I can hardly wait to see the good fortune in store for the City of Champions.