I drove through the darkness, my windshield wipers steadily thumping away the falling rain. Fog rose from the melting snow, obscuring the road in front of my headlights. At times, the whiteness blanked the road completely. I slowed, tightly gripping the steering wheel as I sought my bearings. I glanced over to my GPS to see how many miles and minutes remained as I journeyed from the turnpike, to the interstate, to the state road, to the county road, to my street, and finally to my driveway. Home safe.