You know crap like this happens all the time, but how often do you end up with someone videotaping it? (Careful, BTW. As you might expect, the audio on this isn’t SFW.)
I remember once when I was a kid it had snowed quite a bit — which means about five or six inches here in Texas — and my Dad decided that rather than trying to clear our whole (long-ass) driveway, he’d just jump in his ’82 Camaro and go like hell until he hit the street.
As those of you up North already know, more and more snow compacted under the car until it lifted the wheels off the ground — and that’s where it stayed for the next four hours while he dug petrified concrete-like snow from under it.
At least the Camaro still has a bumper.