Dave lives in a rural area and has a long driveway that leads up a hill to his house. In the summer I suspect the hill is covered with a perfectly manicured lawn. Since it was winter and had just snowed there was about a foot of the white stuff blanketed perfectly on both sides of the driveway. Anyway, my brother urged me to drive right up to his house through the snow instead of on the driveway. Not wanting to get shot (we weren't totally sure it was his house) I declined. We drank a few beers and Dave showed us his shop (5-car garage) which he had lifted three feet (for a taller ceiling) using 16 Hi-Lift jacks. My brother and I dug through a garbage can full of great Jeep parts and then hiked out into the snow-covered backyard to fetch a CJ hood which he dragged through the snow on the way back. Once the hood was shoved into the back of the diesel four-door JK we took off and I plowed through the snow on Dave's perfect hillside in front of his house making sure to leave a couple of extra S turns in his yard.