There was an accident somewhere on the freeway nine miles ahead of us. We later learned how many people had died and why they had to shut down the road, but at the time all we new was that traffic has come to a complete stop and remained that way for several hours.
I got antsy, bolted out the car into the cold and ran up to the top of this hill. All I could see was more traffic stretching around the corner and out of sight. But it felt good to get out for a few minutes and run around.