This afternoon I got the ice bike out today and rode for an hour all over the 'hood. The sun was shining, the temperature was quite tolerable, and the roads were sketchy. It doesn't get any better than that. I didn't take the camera along so I could concentrate on riding. The studs, aka sheet metal screws, held well. I only had trouble with the deep packed snow that had warmed in the sun. I'd sink way down and the rear wheel would lose traction and spin out. We have some great hills nearby so climbing them was a good workout. Going down them was tricky. Ruts and constant changes in consistency of the snow forced me to take it slow. One time my front wheel went left and the rear wheel went right. I pointed the front wheel downhill but still slid sideways down the street on the rear wheel for about twenty feet. I'm sure it looked really cool--as if I meant to do that. The best snow to ride through, cool factor-wise, is loosely packed with a fresh layer of thin ice on top. It crackles a ton and makes it sound like you're ripping the road up.