Snow Blows

So, with the help of a neighbor, we figured out the snowblower. We somehow manage to get it around the cars and start in on the driveway. Well, I should say my father started in on the driveway. He wouldn't let anyone near the snowblower. He was like a little crack monkey with that thing. He only got half of the driveway done before he started heading up the street, a huge grin eating up his face. He was last seen heading north, where pastures are whiter. If anyone sees him, stop him before he hits Canada and send him home, please.