"Crucified" is a pretty strong term...but it's just barely possible that I would have taken a few mild pokes if the roles were reversed.
But, of course, they never could be reversed. If Blighty (dang, I love that term!) had a similar amount of snow on the ground...well, you yourself have referred to such conditions as "savage". You'd likely have skidded a few feet onto the soft shoulder, come to a gentle stop, and then leapt out of your vehicle yelling "Blimey!" or some such quaint expletive.
It takes a Canuck to get the whole full-sized 4WD pickup truck right down to the bottom of the deep ditch, sideways, and almost underneath the bridge! No half measures here!