The road in front of them turned from parking lot, to grassy field that surrounded the school, dotted with the occasional tree that became more numerous until it comprised of the forest that bordered part the school. Samus made sure to stay clear of those.

With Weavile securely holding on, she took that as a cue to go faster, blazing over the snow and past the school buildings as the wind whipped past them. 50mph... 60mph.. 80mph... 90mph.. With only a slight bank as a warning, and a "Hang on!" she made a sharp skidding turn, and went back in the direction she came from. There was unfortunately, no race tracks around here, so she could only go so far and so fast with the limited open space.

So she decided to head for a slightly larger open space--Samus was now barreling towards the not-completely-frozen-over-yet lake.