OK, this little story, I'll try and compact it, leaving out the subtle nuances..if I can and still maintain the fabric that knits it all together.
Last spring, one of my (23 year old)kids friend brings a car over, asks if he can use my garage to work on this "treasure". I said, sure but I need my garage back. "No problem, I'll have it done in a week!"
Two months later I get my stall back and the car is moved (after much encouragement and gentle reminders it IS MY garage!) He moves it out into the yard. After a summer of encouragement and being told I'll move it after ..blah, blah blah..October comes when I was having my field dug up for a Geothermal heat system. "Kid, you need to move the car out of here, they are going to dig there..blah, blah blah.

So he moves it back over by my garage right in the area I move my snow in the winter (pay attention now). So since October I keep harping on him you got to move this car before the snow comes because this is where the snow needs to go.

Well, Christmas Eve Day, we are getting a snow storm of "epic" proportions, I get the tractor out and start plowing the snow that was rapidly building up. Now I am getting just a little steamed as I spend the first 1.5 hours avoiding the last half of the chore because there is a POS car sitting right in the middle of my way!

I snaps!, Enoughsk is enoughks, I cant's stands no more! (Uk uk uk uk uk!)
I pull up to the POS and place my plow on the front bumper and beginning gently but firmly providing the vehicle with increasing rearward momentum and travel the 250 foot length of field to the tree line with reasonable ease and speed. The car comes to rest gently and I commence to spending the next two hours, entombing it with a four foot high by 8 foot deep bank of snow!

Seeing that this lad doesn't seem to be in any hurry to collect his vehicle, he now can wait till spring (likely April 30th before this will melt) or spend 10 hours digging to recover his vehicle!

Now I realize Christmas is about giving..but did I do a bad thing? It sure felt good.