About ten years ago (in February IIRC) Tulsa set a record high in the low eighties during the day & had six or seven inches of snow and slush on the ground that evening. That was some WET, sticky snow. It just covered the front of my Bronco which mandated stops to clear the snow off the headlights every 15 minutes or so.

I stopped to get gas across the street from a local racket club. I was standing there in about six inches of slush with huge, wet snowflakes blowing by sideways. Some poor guy pulled up to the same set of pumps to get gas. He was dressed in exactly what you would expect someone playing tennis in eighty degree weather to be wearing.

He said he had been playing tennis and had stayed for dinner and drinks. When he came out he was greeted with about a -55 degree change in temperature and the lovely snow. All in all it was one of the most impressive displays of four letter vocabulary that I've witnessed.

If any of you are the guy in the white Acura Legend from 61st & Memorial ... Thanks for the laugh!