I give it more gas, then more, the car slowly starts moving. I was relieved, but in a way I didnt want the stuck feelings to end. I'm driving across the parking lot, tires spinning at timers. Nervous that there was no one to help if I got stuck.
It was so quiet outside and so very cold as I head up the hill at the entrance to the office park. Lots of traffic had left this so very very icy. I'm going up the hill, doing ok, trying to go easy on the gas with my boot. Trying to keep my momentum without giving it too much gas and making the tires spin. I can hear my new leather gloves making that squeaking sound as i grip the steering wheel tightly. The soft leather gloves. Feels sensual in a way.
As I go up the hill, thinking ok, dont spin, knowing if the tires spin in the icy ruts, I might not make it up the hill. About half way up the tires start spinning in the icy ruts. I'm being really careful to not give it too much gas. That zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz sound, then the car stops moving. I give it more gas with my boot. Come on come on, tires spinning, but I'm not moving. No no no, I cant be stuck
