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One of my perverse joys is to approach a particularly twisty corner at the posted speed limit. 99% of the time, it will attract an impatient driver to sit on my tail. Then, I don't drop speed through the corner, and usually add just a little because, you know "Don't lift." Marianne grits her teeth and I try not to chuckle too much as the car behind me goes into the corner with way too much speed. I know it's evil, but I enjoy it so much...

One of my favourite activities also.  Either in my Subaru WRX or my IM6.

The fun of driving.

One of my perverse joys is to approach a particularly twisty corner at the posted speed limit. 99% of the time, it will attract an impatient driver to sit on my tail. Then, I don't drop speed through the corner, and usually add just a little because, you know "Don't lift." Marianne grits her teeth and I try not to chuckle too much as the car behind me goes into the corner with way too much speed. I know it's evil, but I enjoy it so much...

Yes, literally the first thing I learned about Porsches 35 years ago was “don’t lift.”  If anything, punch it.  The great thing about it is that it helps teach you that you aren’t ANYWHERE NEAR the limit.  You come out of the corner and say “wow, the car didn’t even hiccup…”

Meanwhile, your passenger is yelling “we are not going to make it….”

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As to "don't lift", this is the same as "steering with your right foot".  Insofar as my first and second cars were 356 coupes, these were the cars that I learned to drive on, sometimes faster than might be considered prudent. So what to do about oversteer got baked in to my nervous system at an early age.  Turns out it's kinda like riding a bike: you don't really ever forget how. So, some 40+ years after the second steel tub went on to other pastures, and the Speedster arrived, well, its all very familiar.

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