 Up on the center berm. Oh, boy. It still worked. And it was a hand-me-down car that three kids drove. Plus, it came from grandma who had died. But she had bought it used. So it wasn't like, but that's the perfect car for a new driver. My car, it was my car crash. It was the most anticlimactic snowed ice car crash you could possibly imagine. So it wasn't really entertaining. Just a neighbor who was very kind to get me out there. I appreciate them. Stuff happens. Yeah.