I was just out yesterday afternoon and had some fun. I live in Lancaster PA, and the northeastern part of the county has some fun back roads, provided you're not stuck behind Amish people, old people, trucks, or tourists (terrorists, as I've come to call them). And that is a BIG "if."
70 degrees out, windows down, and no traffic. Lots of fun 90 degree turns, couple tight S turns on the route I took. Hit the gas coming out of a turn and get a little squirm from the back end. It's lovely.
Most of my commutes are highway tourist hell though. Ugh. "Gas, brake, honk." -Homer Simpson
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