Just after 10:00 Sunday morning I was stopped at the light on Kalamazoo Street at Homer in Lansing when this guy pulls up behind me. Actually, I couldn't tell if it was a guy or a lady, because they only had tiny little peep holes scraped in their snow-crusted windshield.

Really, you couldn't even swipe your arm across the windshield...or side windows...or rear window of your van?