Good shit. I always remember the very first winter-driving lesson I got from my dad. He took me out to an iced-over parking lot and had me try to run around on it, telling me to turn or stop here and there. It resulted in my falling down and flailing around like a jackass.

This is Adequate Man, not I Spent $500 On Snow Tires And Probably Also Didn't Use Underwear As A Washcloth This Morning Man.