For some reason, the whole experience felt vaguely Donkey Kongish to me. Without the barrels.
I guess I should count myself lucky I just ate it in the parking lot rather than spinning out on the road. That would’ve been pretty harrowing.
Golf shoes 
That or use the batarang and line from your utility belt.
One fine Michigan winter many years ago, I lent my brother my piece-of-crap car (a '76 T-bird) to drive to Detroit for a rock concert. I got it back with some modifications: you couldn’t open the driver-side door, the left side was all banged up, and the rear bumper was twisted and bent upward.
Along with this came this story: He was cruising along at 60 on I-94, minding his own business, when he saw brakelights ahead. There was black ice on the freeway, and there was no way for him to stop. He managed to avoid rear-ending anyone, but this was at the expense of a shiny new BMW – my bumper apparently had dragged along the entire length of the other car, ripping the sheetmetal apart. The police called it an act of God and said that nobody was at fault, so everyone had to sort out their own insurance problems.
I didn’t care much about the damage since the car had other battle damage from prior owners. At the time, I smiled at the thought of some spoiled brat getting his daddy’s beautiful car ripped open by my bumper. Of course, I realize now that the whole thing could have been a figment of my brother’s imagination created to cover up some stupid act he did with my car while drunk or stoned.
I don’t recall when the Twin Cities relinquished the title.
I’ve examined black ice, up close and personal. Not intentionally.
It’s especially fun when it covers all of the intersections in downtown Minneapolis and you’re running to catch the bus.
As was said in a black ice thread a long time ago, there’s no quicker was to go from “ho hum” to "holy shit! than discovering that your brakes are irrelevant and you’re approaching a red light.
I LOVE black Ice, its alot of fun
YES I am a extreem type person, and YES anytime I’ve ever had a GF the refuse to ride with me.
The way I look at it, its much easier and quicker to do a 180 spin than it is to make a 3 point turn.
My sister has crashed her vehical 3 times from black ice, but two of those times were in june :roll:
cuauhtemoc, I’m about to make you jealous. You see, I’m sitting here looking at a beautiful sight. Not the snow falling in front of the pine trees in front of my apartment building, which is also halfway up a rather steep hill. It’s the two burly guys who just pulled up in a pick up truck with a salt tank on the back of it and a snowplow on the front. They’re busy shoveling and salting the sidewalk, and the parking lot’s next. I knew this was a good place to live when I saw a sign appear saying the last three parking spaces at the back of the building were reserved for snow removal equipment from November 15th to March 15th!
Black ice is just plain evil stuff! I still remember pulling into work one morning and looking at the lines on the parking lot through a layer of ice. Getting to the front door was interesting.
Good luck!
CJ
No, cjhoworth, that doesn’t make me jealous. What would make me jealous is if you looked out your window and saw palm trees swaying in the breeze. IOW, if you still lived in Waikiki, I would be jealous. What puzzles me about you is that you lived there, and you moved here. 