For me, there is nothing like rolling along at a good highway speed, moving into the left lane upon traffic, and getting held up for no good reason from the stroke there, dropping it down from 6th to 4th for a couple of secs waiting for the putz to shift right; then hammering it to the make a pass around a slower left-laner that won't/can't/doesn't move over when traffic clearly indicts he should/could, and just watching for that red blinking light in the middle of the tach. True sweet spot there.
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