Sprinting from red light to red in the choked suburbs is fun for about 10 minutes, then it's old. The weather this morning was looking good: Temp around 75, sun was out, roads clean and dry. Time to leave the red lights behind. I can be in the agricultural lands in about 15 minutes from the house, and there's a road that passes by Brazos Bend State Park that's blessed with smooth, even pavement and these gorgeous sweeping, banked turns. The visibility is good; you can usually see what's on the other side of the curve.

So as the car hunkers into the curve and road banks up you feel like you're locked in a groove, then you slingshot out, exhaust howling that inline-6 tune as the tach swings thru 5 grand. Drop it in 5th for a nice little straight section; then slap it back in 4th and do it again...:classic: (I even got to scream by a poseur civic as I came out of one turn... felt like the daily-double.)

Ahhhh....pulse-quicking bliss....worth the price of admission...

I'm right with you on this one! Your story sums up Z.