Same, for the "education"! In my hometown, lakes and rivers remained frozen for half the year. There were two such lakes separated by narrow dirt trails through the trees. Each winter, some kind soul went out there with their plow and created a drifting course that snaked around one lake, through the woods, wound around the other lake, and back. We'd take whatever vehicles we had access to and race there at night. I'll never forget careening around that track with the windows down, snow blowing in, music blaring, swerving around my friend's mom's minivan and trying to fend off another buddy in his rusty Toyota pickup.
I like to think we became safer winter drivers as a result.
I like to think we became safer winter drivers as a result.