How much vodka would it take before you thought that riding a tire on a snowy Russian road at 62 miles per hour was a good idea? For me, that would be “a whole bunch”, and I’d probably be face down in the snow before it was time to saddle up. We don’t get snow in northern FL, and it’s been a good, long time since I had the opportunity to play with cars on snow and ice. Do I miss it? About as much as I’d miss a soul crushing, Russian vodka induced hangover.