One morning around 2014 I got up early, scrapped the ice off my windshield, ran the defrost so I could see clearly out of the window (this was not the norm for me back then) and promptly slid down a 2-3 ft hill (I’m using hill VERY loosely here) less than 200 yards from my front door into a small fence going like maybe 2 miles per hour because the apartment complex hadn’t had the parking lot salted the night before or plowed that morning. Still got to work on time though, though the body shop bill was about $350 for the repairs.
For YEARS my dream was to own a home mainly for the garage so I’d never have to scape my windshield again.