Shovel. A lot.
Friday before noon, the flurries began. We moved the bug into the driveway.
I went out with Shane twice on Friday. I cleared the cars and the driveway while he played. A fresh coat of snow adorned each as I finished.
Saturday morning, I didn't see much difference between our cars and the neighbors. I don't know how much good the shoveling did.
Shane and I went out to play and shovel again, of course. I cleared off the bug, but gave up on the Volvo.
We showered off once we got back inside. The bug was already like this.
A few hours later, we looked like the neighbor's car again (our control for this experiment).
There are lots of crazy time lapse shots of the accumulation. Nature laughed at my meager efforts. I couldn't make a dent until the snow stopped. I got a great workout, though. I'm still sore.
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