OK let's talk about driving on snow.
Something like over a 10 years ago I had a rear-wheel driven car with a reasonably powerful engine (110+ horsepower). No ABS no Traction Control, nothing, it was from the 1970's.
During Easter time I decided to drive up North in Finland to see my relatives. When I left home the weather was clear no problem. But it soon became a lot worse! It started to snow quite heavily and the tarmac road I was driving on quickly became a nightmare for me. I had pretty new studded Winter tyres. I was travelling at about 70-80 km/h which was a bit slower than usual and I thought I had slowed down enough to make up for the poor weather.
The road had those small "rails", you know, where the tyres touch the road they have pressed the tarmac down so that the road is not like new any more. I was aware of that and was taking it more carefully because of that - I had noticed the road is slippery and noticed the car wants to come out of the "rails" and I tried to drive either on the rails or outside of them but it's pretty difficult as the road was not that wide so I was practically forced to drive "on the rails". I knew that's not good but still I thought I can handle it if I am very careful, "driving on my fingertips".
Then at one straight I lost control of the car. The rear-end just snapped all of a sudden and the front of the car steered to the lane on the left - against incoming traffic! I could see the look on the face of the woman who drove the car that was coming right at me - the distance was not very much.
Thankfully I had prepared for these kinds of situations by doing some "rally driving" and practising how to control a car which is out of control

So with that training I knew to floor the clutch pedal immediately and correct the steering to get the car back to the correct lane. It's in fact pretty incredible how quickly I reacted - but had I not reacted that quickly I would have crashed into the other car there is no doubt about that because it was so close.
Then, like 2 seconds later after I had gotten the car back on my lane, I looked from the rear-view mirror at the skid marks my car had left on the road. It was a clear curve going completely to the other lane and then back to my lane. On that wrong lane many cars were driving to the other direction so had I crashed to the first one then others could have crashed into us making it multiple times worse. My hands started shaking and I started sweating. I wanted to stop the car as soon as possible because I had never been that close to death and was shaking so that I had even more trouble driving the car and was horrified it would snap away again as unexpectedly and violently as it did on the first time.
OK so next gas station I stop and have a cup of coffee. All the time at the table I am shaking and pondering whether I should stay there for the night. Crazy as I am I decided to continue, there was no way I was going to spend a night at a gas station when a comfortable bed was waiting for me.
So I continued. Just a few kilometres down the road there were several car accidents - they had driven off the road and were stuck in the snow bank in the ditch. At that point I started to realise really how lucky I was. There were really many cars, better cars, which had gone off road. Fortunately I did not see a car against car crash. OK so this was the main road up North. And now I was really struggling with the car. Having learned from my near-death experience a good half an hour ago, I knew to keep the speed well below my normal speed. So I decided I will keep it at 50-60 km/h. Even that was too fast. I remind you this is a main road in Finland and not a small road by our standards. I had trouble getting up even the smallest hills that there were. So that the speed would drop to something like 30 km/h. This with studded Winter tyres! I almost couldn't believe it - I thought I had good tyres but that weather was just simply too much for them.
OK so I struggled like that for several tens of kilometres pretty much all the way to the junction which would take me out of the main road and into a smaller road - which was a tarmac road too however. But what was different was that that road was covered with a "packed" layer of snow. It was not like the main road which had been clear of snow and ice before the storm. And this road was much, MUCH better! Really this snow had a hard layer of snow and then a little bit of fresh snow on top of that hard layer. Not too much fresh snow - just enough to make a nice cloud of snow up in the air when driving through it.
I quickly regained my confidence in the car and in the tyres and in myself. The level of grip was
hugely different and I am not kidding - it was like night and day. I sped up to 100 km/h at first and took the curves with ease - no trouble at all. This is probably the best Winter driving experience I have ever had - ironically I also had the worst Winter driving experience just an hour ago. So I was going at about 100 km/h on a road totally covered with snow and this was a pretty normal road car, no special equipment. I can see if the average Brit would have been sitting next to me he or she would have thought I am crazy and would have been screaming at me to slow down. But I knew me and my car were back to where we belong and it was good, very good, so no screaming Brits could have stopped me driving at the speed I was driving at.
I enjoyed the driving so much that I had a smile on my face, imagine the relief once I had gotten out of the main road which was extremely slippery (I haven't experienced anything that bad since then and that was over 10 years ago). I decided to go even faster! Of course! What else could I do in that situation? Just an hour ago I had almost shat my pants for almost crashing to an incoming car and was only saved by the quick reaction and by the knowledge of what a driver of that kind of a car needs to do in that situation. So I accelerated to 120 km/h and it was fantastic! No trouble at all with the grip!
And now you think "Then he crashed what a moron, ha-ha!"
Not quite! As I said it was fantastic. I felt I could go even faster, and I think I did. I don't think I exceeded 135 km/h but it was pretty darn fast considering just about an hour ago I had almost crashed and died because of poor grip and too much speed. This road was pretty curvy so it was not like there were long straights to speed up on. There were curves and I had to brake every once in a while as there were some too tight corners to be taken at that speed - but what was remarkable was that there was no trouble going through the turns even at a high speed. The speed was well over the speed limit even in the Summer. And I really felt I could go even faster. What a huge contrast to what I had experienced earlier that evening. I remind you the road was completely covered with snow, a hard layer of snow so there was no tarmac in sight at all and the tyres and the studs were only touching a hard layer of snow to find grip from. To this day this remains the best Winter driving experience I have had, as I said ironically only about an hour ago of almost getting myself dead because 60-80 km/h was too fast on a "supposedly" better main road which was better taken care of by the powers that be. That main road was hugely worse than this smaller road going to the farm I would sleep at - this smaller road was better because it had a nice and hard layer of snow and it wasn't tarmac that just had gotten wet and frozen like the main road was.