High score; 500. Quit button: escaped me every time. Review: Reminds me of driving in the snow, not that we get much of that out here. Any time I see a snowman, I run over it. In a yard, in a field, even next to the police station: I run over it. Have to. Second: anyone that throws a snowball at my car gets the flamethrower, no questions asks. How I drive in snow daggumit! Yeeeahhhahhh!!!!