After borrowing my sister's car, I drove to the Stag Bar on Scioto Trail in Portsmouth and parked across the street at the Hudson Gas Station. After turning the car off, I tried to turn it back on, but it wouldn't start. The car began sliding on the ice and snow-covered ground toward the street. Although I pressed the brakes, the car continued sliding. Some people were standing around watching what I was doing; a truck was coming down the near side of the street. Several cars were moving along the other side of the street. I was clearly in a dangerous position.