So many to mention living in WNY. 1997 driving down the length of the 400 at 3am. No plows. Couldn't see 5 feet past the windshield. All I could do was follow the tire tracks left in front of me seconds ago. Couldn't even see his taillights. I thought " I hope he can see where he's going because if he's in a ditch, I'm joining him."
One I was present for but didn't know it at the time. Grateful Dead Summer tour 1990. I drove the Louisville, Raleigh, DC, Foxboro leg. Hometown show in OP was next. I was spent. So, per agreement, it was my two friends driving us home. Last thing I remember was getting on the 590 to the 90. I woke up as we were getting close to Batavia rested and ready. My friends in the front were glassy-eyed and looked exhausted.
Apparently, we entered an impenetrable fog that slowed us down to 5mph for about60 miles, cleared that and then ran out of gas. Some heads stopped and drove our driver up the 90 for gas. Slept through it all lol. Once we reached the Batavia rest stop all they said was "You drive the rest"