The perforated leather ball in my grip, the tension between the clutch pedal and the accelerator in my left and right feet, getting off the line in peppy spirit effortlessly quicker than the Tesla beside me, I looked forward to it all and enjoyed it all. I finally “got it.” How people demand manual variants of automatic cars. Why people are so passionate about it. I have really enjoyed the car before, most of the time, and in some specific instances. But yesterday I started to ovwrhwlemingly objectively experience how special it is.
Add in looking forward ro driving it, etc