Last thursday we all had quite the snowstorm, and just so happens I had to drive down to Ellsworth in the middle of it to practice for my skills USA competition. As I leave town I get a call from my teacher saying that the school is open, and if I felt comfortable to come on down. Now the ol' turd meister doesn't really love 4wd so it was a rear end spinning fun time, the whole way down. As I am doing my best to keep er between the ditches, I notice a mail van stuck in a driveway. Being the concerned citizen I am, I pulled over to ask if she wanted a tug. Of course she appreciated me stopping, and after a quick pull out of the ditch she had made in the persons driveway, I was on my way again. After I get to HCTC I am informed that I cannot catch the buss to skills from the school, I had to go back to Bucksport in a few hours to leave from there. My teacher and I are standing there conversing when another teacher walks in and offers for us to go out to lunch with everybody else at the school, but being as focused as we were we had to decline. We worked on my resume, and on testing electrical circuits. We went over just about everything I possibly could, I was on the verge of an overload to be honest. On top of this the diesel instructor asked me to try and go find Trevor, because nobody had heard from him. My time to practice flew by, and I had to leave early to go get Trev, and to account for the slippery roads. After a sketchy at best ride back to town, between the roads being bad, me having to stay in 2wd, first storm in a standard, and the fact that a ratchet strap was holding up my gas tank on the Ellsworth road, I finally make it back. After I get Trev we head to the school to get searched and board the buss to skills USA.