Dimitri wasn't exactly a massive fan of the snow, as some might guess. Growing up in a farm, he hadn't ever seen a flake of snow until just recently. Now here he was, surrounded by the crop-killing weather. Though, it wasn't all bad, it was a form of water. Almost. He sighed at that line of thought, as he continued driving in his old pick-up truck. The conditions certainly weren't so good for driving, but Dimitri wasn't worried. As far as he could tell, the roads were pretty empty, most people wouldn't travel in this storm. With any luck, he might have a peaceful day ahead of him.<br/><br/>The time hadn't bugged him in the slightest, Dimitri had been waking up in the early morning since he was born. It bothered him ever so slightly that he was sitting around doing nothing but driving, but for the most part, it was calming.<br/><br/>That was at least until he heard some kind of commotion. He couldn't figure out what it was, but to be louder than the wind and be heard through the glass, it must have been something. Dimitri slammed his foot on the brake pedal, giving himself a rude stop before he put his truck in park and got out. Even with the headlights, it wasn't easy to see too far forward. Dimitri walked forward anyway, he figured it was likely a car crash, and in that case he needed to help.<br/><br/>"Hello?" Dimitri shouted, running forward.