A few years ago, after leaving the office, it started the snow. We are in a big crowded city -Istanbul- and the snow never had a chance to fill the road. Well, until that night.
I left the office at 7 pm and came home around 5 am after 25 km. My car was not ready for snow. I was going to change the wheels, but I didn’t have the opportunity. I drove on the motorway instead of sideways that I usually pick because they have big hills.
My car is automatic transmission so I never touched the gas pedal. If I touched it, it would start to slide. Or it wouldn’t stop when I needed it. Some other cars were sliding around me and I was trying not to get close to them.
After a while, I was passed half of the way and there was a small hill. A big truck, which I put 50 m least between us and hope nobody gets in there, started sliding to back. I had neither the opportunity to move fast nor anywhere to go. Many cars were on the road and both sides were filled. I was literally expecting the crash and I want it too small. But, lucky me, nothing happened. I was praying from the beginning of the road until they get home and it worked.
If you wonder about the end, I couldn’t make it home. I mean, with my car. After the highway exit, the road wasn’t able to ride. Someones were trying but they were stuck in the middle of the snow after a bridge. I pulled my car to the side and climb the upper. My home wasn’t so far. I walked 500 m then reach the house at 5 am. My wife was pregnant then. We “four” all good, now. After that, I change the wheels even I didn’t smell the snow.
Summary: Check the wheels, don’t push the gas, and pray.