When I took my drivers test, it was in the middle of the winter, just after a bad storm had hit Rochester. Earlier that day, my dad took me to a parking lot to teach me how to handle myself if I were to lose control. My dad told me to slam on the gas, crank the wheel to one side and learn how to deal with it. As we swung around and around, I thought, "what was the point of this?" Obviously my dad knew I would learn about friction in physics class and that this would be a great blog post. The ice that I was sliding on had very little friction with my dad's car tires because the ice is really smooth and doesn't have anything for the tires to grab onto. This causes the tires to spin and me to panic. Luckily, nothing too bad happened in my test and I passed!