Bloody stupid left-coasters! There is no reason to be outside on wheels in that kind of storm. Ever. Period.
When my dad was stationed in Texas they would get terrible ice storms. He would walk down to an overpass and watch all the cars line up at the top of the descent until someone got up the courage to go. The car would spin down the incline, slamming into the walls and finally come to a rest at the bottom - where it would remain with the other dozen morons until the road thawed out.
Hey, at least it's entertaining. At Thanksgiving we had a city snow plow loose it on the street in front of our house and end up sideways and wedged on a light pole (which he destroyed).