cold weather story..

As my car sputters to a stop while flying down the espressway in wosconsin (that has 3 names) I scream out every swear word in my vocabulary. The trip had already gone wrong in more ways imaginable and just when I thought I'd reach my destination safely...my car runs out of gas. Thankfully the 100 mph momentum I'd built up allowed me to coast my way into an exit ramp. My next obsticle, running down the ramp, 18 year old, 98 lbs, white girl in wisconsin at midnight to a truck stop. Needless to say I thought the worst was going to happen. Getting out of my car in a pink sweatshirt, abercrombie sweat pants and silver flats didn't exactle buff up my helpless look either. As soon as I opened my car door the below zero weather hit me like knives. As I was running I couldn't help but burst out laughing as I thought to myself.. "so this is what the news meant by severe weather warning". After buying a gas can and $2.o0 worth of gas I made my treck back to my car. Upon arrival and being outside that long without gloves my hands were literally frozen and I couldn't move them for the life of me. So natuarally I did what I always do and panicked thinking "how coud I have thought I could do this entire trip throught 5 states alone!!!??" I sat in my car shaking violently and breathing furiiously on my hands but they refused to make even slight movements. I tried putting them on my neck and sittin gon them but nothing worked. Time crept by so slowly as I couldn't figure out where I was, how much farther I had to drive to Minnesota and why my hands still weren't able to move! Then to my relief a police car pulled up behind me. He walks to my window and I yel "open my door I cna't move my hands". He opens my door, helps me inot the back of his car and turns the heat on full power. He fills my car up with gas and then when I finaly can move my hands, I start my car and he follows me to a near by gas station. He then helps me fill my car up because now y hands feel as though a thousand needles are punturing through them. After more time of sitting by the heater and humoring him with my other horror stories from earlier that day I take a picture of us for my photo album and drive the rest of the way in Minnesota to my destination.