Wow - right into the belly of the Boxing Day blizzard-beast! Good that you learned a lesson without paying a high price for it (other than stress).

When I was younger and living on Mt. Hood, I routinely drove in conditions with a '69 Mustang (and tire chains at least in the trunk) that I wouldn't now with a much more capable vehicle (and better-honed sense of mortality).

Live and learn, if we're lucky.

During DC's "Snowpocalypse" last February, my car did not budge for two weeks. Decided there was just no place I needed to be bad enough to take the car (helps to live near a subway).