I drove my mustang during one winter. I remember I got stuck 26 miles away form my home in a snowstorm. When I got to this party, I already had trouble getting into the parking lot because there was about 2-3 inches of snow. After the party, about 2-3 hours later, it was still snowing. There were about 5-7 inches of snow on the road. The first test was getting up a pretty steep hill that had not been plowed at all. I was in second gear going about 5 miles an hour until I got to the top. From there I was able to get on the freeway which had been plowed but was back to maybe a couple of inches. While I was driving, I reached an area that was really getting pounded. The road was snowpacked (that means there wasn't asphalt under the tire, just packed snow) and I was going down a slight hill. My read end started snapping around . I quickly checked my mirrors and found that I was basically alone. I eased on the brakes and controlled my fish-tailing. That was pretty much the worst of it, and I made it home on the snowpacked roads. It took over an hour. By the way, I learned to drive in snow. I feel very confident while driving in snow. But this experience scared me to death. I didn't have snow tires, I didn't have weight in the back. I was on my own I thought I was going to die. I am never going to do that again. I'll stay where I was next time.