After what happened to me, I take going out on the road VERY seriously. I take the bus to work nearly all the time. I seldom drive the minivan at all, and almost never in inclement weather. And I tend to ride the motorbike on these little, deserted side roads. I've always been this paranoid, as far back as I can remember.
That said, I learned how to drive in snow and ice before any other kind of weather. I could drive almost any kind of vehicle through a snow-covered Cleveland street. But I've learned that I cannot trust some other driver, whom I wouldn't from Adam, to have that same knowledge and skill. I feel safer off of the road when the weather gets to be more than the average driver can handle.
This poor driver paid too dear a price to learn what a serious business driving a vehicle can be.