Snow Removal as a Performance Upgrade

We finally decided it was time to dig the car out of the snow, which is how we learned that winter does not forget, forgive, or loosen its grip voluntarily.

What we thought was “a little snow” turned out to be a compacted, wind-blown, partially refrozen monument to bad planning. The shovel bounced. The ice resisted. Every scoop revealed another layer that looked exactly the same, like a geological study in regret. At one point, we considered whether simply waiting until spring might be the more strategic racing decision.

Hands went numb immediately. Knees soaked through. Tools vanished into snowbanks like offerings to some frozen motorsport deity. The car itself sat there silently, half-buried, radiating the energy of something that knew this was our fault. Progress was measured in inches, morale was maintained by hot coffee.

Eventually, through stubbornness and poor judgment, the car was freed. Victory was brief but satisfying. The Honda now sits exposed, cold, and ready for the next phase of the build.

If all goes according to plan, late this coming weekend we’ll be installing the rest of the suspension and brakes. Which means we’ll be right back out there, cold, miserable, and pretending this is fun.

It is. Probably.