On the rare occasions when I am talking to someone and we are both in a good mood and discussing very intensely about something, it feels fantastic to be alive.
I am building a new turbo car up at the moment, though the last one I had, I drove 1400km back home from the guy I bought it from. I was driving at night and had no radio/music in the car. Just the sound of the engine. At one point it was early in the morning and therefore many long trucks were on the road. I would come up behind them at 120kmh and they would notice me and turn their right indicator on to let me know that no other cars were coming from the opposite direction. This was bascially my licence to plant it, so I grabbed 4th gear hit the juice at overtook these trucks at about 170kmh changing up to 5th at the exact point of passing them, making the loud whoosh of the blow off valve That was great.
(The car in my pic is the one this story is about)