Editor's Note: Snow and Strategy

For those unlucky enough not to be able to stay home, morning drives turn into an exercise of pushing and grunting and tire-spinning. Low-riding cars morph into snowplows, rendered impotent halfway up the street by a dozen or so unrelenting inches that tear at their vulnerable underbellies and threaten exhaust pipes. Higher cars, left with wheels squealing, sound the warning — stay home! — with every noisy revolution.