I grew up in the suburbs of Chicago in the 70s. Our house was on a corner. The city decided that just about every uncontrolled intersection should have a stop

I grew up in the suburbs of Chicago in the 70s. Our house was on a corner. The city decided that just about every uncontrolled intersection should have a stop sign, and for busy intersections, a 4-way stop. It happened that they put in the stop signs in the winter. We had a few weeks of entertainment watching out the front window as car after car was caught off-guard by the new stop sign. They'd try to panic stop at the last second and of course slide right into the intersection.