Don’t know and don’t care what keeps people in for the day after the super bowl- hangover, weather, whatever- but the parking lot, when I got to it, monday morning, was mostly empty. Now we’re talking about probably a hundred acres of tarmack here, that had recently been repaved, and not a parking block in sight. Oh, there were a few stop signs, but not like those were going to be hard to spot. And they had plowed really early, so there was about a solid 4″ of snow. Custom made for hooliganism.

So I slid around the lot for a while, until the security guards came out and told me to knock it off. After doing about a dozen donuts of their own. And then they chased me to my parking place with their lights on and sirens going.

Using a well made, well balanced car to do this sort of thing is a hoot, but using a tall, top heavy AWD suv and making it move like a fiddler crab on speed is nut tingling fun.