It’s 6 a.m. in Chicago. It’s 6º Fahrenheit (that’s a balmy -14º for those in Celsius). I’m looking at every car on our street under 8 inches of snow, even more now that the city snow plow has gone through upending even more white powder onto the cars.
The first two people out for the morning have different plans of action. The first man – blue coat, blue car – comes out, pushes just enough snow off the windshield/windscreen to see, starts the car and drives off. I can hear the car groaning as it drives down the street. I can’t tell if the trail behind the car is exhaust in the frigid air or snow blowing off the car. The interior must have been as cold as the exterior because he'd already fogged up his car.
The second man – red coat, red car – clears enough snow off the car to get in and start it. Next, he works his way around the car to wipe off more snow on all four sides. By the time he gets in a few minutes later, the car is warm, he can see in all directions, and his car easily glides out and down the street.
Excuse the pun, but that’s pretty much the point of an ice-breaker. In short: get your brain warmed up before it brainstorms.