The frozen vault
It was as if it had planned its moment of escape.
After free falling from the sky during the night, the accumulation of ice and sleet clung to the car traveling in front of me this morning. Then, with all the grace of Nadia Comaneci, the ice sheet flipped off the body of the vehicle, somersaulting in the air before landing on the asphalt of Friendly Avenue as a cold, wet splat.
If it was the Ice Sheet Winter Olympics, I would have given it a perfect 10.