Yesterday it was spring. Today winter came back with a vengeance. As I was driving in to the office, the snow was coming down and the roads were slick with the accumulation. As I approached another vehicle stopped at the corner, I applied the brakes in plenty of time. The ABS pumped the brakes frantically, but there was no discernible decrease in speed. Sliding. Slipping. The gap between me and the SUV stopped at the corner kept decreasing at an alarming rate. Becoming alarmed, I virtually stood on the brake. Everything seemed to slow down. I can distinctly remember having the time to think "I'm going to hit it and there's nothing more I can do." It was a helpless feeling. And then there was the bump - the embarrassment of having to admit to another driver that the fault was mine. Is it an understatement to say that I didn't like the feeling? When all was said and done, the two vehicles kissed bumpers. ...