LOL at this thread for those who never lived in places with real winters. I used to live in CO and that was always a joy, though not much salt.

One year I drove through the Grapevine (I-5 north of LA) during a snowstorm and the car was pretty much coated more with road grime than anything else after I got through it. Just a layer of this grayish-brown muck pretty much everywhere. Luckily it was the morning, so I didn't need headlights, but the front was the worst of course and when you looked at the car from about fifty feet away there was no detail on the front end at all, not the headlights, the license plate, the grille, nothing; just this flat color, sort of like going to Earl Scheib I suppose. Just the gunsight sticking up through it all (albeit with it's own layer of crap on it).

I miss living in a place with four real seasons, but not those aspects of it.