LMAO, I'm the opposite than you Noss, got nothing but "holy shit" and "ohhhhh my god, stop the car now" by my ol' duck (mother). And she was the first woman to ever race at Symonns Plains Raceway way back in '67. Back then she raced the cooper s and fj (12 years rally and 10 years circuit), but when put in the passenger seat of my stroked SLR (just over 340hp) for a run at a club day at baskerville roughly 25 years later I think made her glad she had stopped racing. MUHAHAHA, coming out of the turns 3/4 throttle 2nd gear made her wish she was back home knitting jumpers for the grandkids getting no closer than reminiscing of her glory days! LOL!
Now that i'm FINALLY STARTING to mature I can't handle any of my mates playin up, feel like i'm gonna put a hole through the floor of their car, lol. Don't mind doing it myself, pretty sure it's known as being a control freak! And the older ya get the bloody worse it gets! So bad now I can't even handle it even if I don't get to press the button at the traffic lights or an in an elevator, LMFAO. POOR OL' BUGGERS!