<div class="floatleft">(http://s182.beta.photobucket.com/user/hotmandiet/media/brad-pitt089.jpg.html)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">NAME:</span>Andrew</strong><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">AGE:</span></strong>40<strong><br/><span class="bbc_u">TAG:</span>Occupants of the Car</strong><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Location:</span>Ford Flex</strong><br/><br/>Andrew would have preferred to be driving his own Jeep but he had to settle for the Ford Flex. It was handling ok so far in the conditions they were driving through. The car full of his relatives was relatively quiet, save for the Classic Rock station he had playing as he drove. He had turned the volume down low and shifted the sound from the back so that it was only playing in the front as it was more for his enjoyment then theirs. They all seemed to be sleeping at any rate and the soft noise of the music coming from the front would probably help them sleep.<br/><br/>The station was interrupted with a Winter Weather Advisory and Andrew felt his foot pressing down a little more firmly on the accelerator. The faster they got to their destination, the less chance they'd have of being caught in the blizzard that seemed to be headed their way.