Funny, because just the other night I read this quote In Jack Kerouac's famous novel, "On the Road":
"Dean, Marylou, and Ed Dunkel roared east along Colfax and out to the Kansas plains. Great snowstorms overtook them. In Missouri, at night, Dean had to drive with his scarf-wrapped head stuck out the window, with snowglasses that made him look like a monk peering into the manuscripts of the snow, because the windshield was covered with an inch of ice."
Seeing as we're not of the Beat Generation, it seems likely that we're just nutty Americans living in the midwest.