Dane Johnson, who commutes between Lathrup Village and Big Rapids, yes, Lathrup Village and Big Rapids, collected a lot of snow behind his wheels this winter, Neal Rubin reports in the Detroit News.
So he got curious about what you call those icy chunks, because they don't appear to have a name.
So Johnson asked the question online, and Rubin posted some of the responses in his column.
“Snow boogers,” said Lesley Yulkowski, an attorney in Oak Park.
“Klinkers,” said another friend, borrowing a name applied to the refuse in a coal furnace.
“Snowlagtites,” said a third, and the cascade continued. Wheelagmites. Iceboots. Carnacles.
“Wheelbarf,” offered Rod Johnson, and remember, he has a doctorate.
“It’s a weird thing,” Dane Johnson says. “You think about it, you talk about it, but you never give it a name.”
