Félix had planned out this snowmobile trip that would be from Quebec all the way to Ontario. He had packed enough gear to last him the whole way, stopping at a few hotels here and there. Though, one mistake he made was to go alone, any snowmobiler knows you’re not supposed to go alone.

He was now on his way to the of the nearby cities, still in the groomed snowmobile trails as he flew by others. He was going a good 70 km/h, which was way over the speed limit. The weather was moderate, but it was just lightly snowing.

Félix then spotted a snowmobile in the ditch not too far off, he decided to slow down and check what happened. “Tabarnak.” He muttered. Once he completely came to a stop and shut off his machine, he went over to the person who was trying to get their snowmobile out of the ditch. “Allô? Es-tu ok?” He asked, a little worried for the person.