Y'all pay Cub Cadet a thousand bucks for a front blower attachment that runs off of the main drive along with set of chains and weights for the rear. That little puppy will blow snow about as far as your favorite Tokarev will sling an empty case. My shooting during the winter requires a tarp on top of the snow to collect brass, a Carhart suit, muck a lucks and a strong desire to "pop a cap" while fogging your shooting glasses. (Notice the Y'all from my Texas training).