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.