I'd put in a couple mile Jebwakk in that. I'd probably even do a night nighttime Jebwalk in that.
During LES on the Tug the wind is ripping along the edges of the snowband, whipping up vertices of blinding ground blizzards across the Tug. It looks like they are dancing along the edge of the storm. The arctic blue sky is right overhead, contrasting against a wall of black, to an almost a brownish colored, fast moving clouds. Once the band starts to slide over you the blue sky disappears and the wind whipped snowflakes start to appear. The intensity doubles with every wind gust until your jaw drops in amazement at the extreme display of mother nature. Suddenly you're in the heart of the beast. It goes completely calm. The intensity of the snow takes over all of your senses. The faint sound of a bird chirping in an world dominated by the snowflakes is surreal.