I discovered something interesting last weekend. It turns out that thing we do in our cars every day on the way to and from work isn't driving. Rote operation of a motor vehicle, maybe, but not driving. Driving is altogether more elusive and thrilling. The first track session was all adrenaline and anxious attention to keeping four wheels on pavement. Session two entailed entry, apex, exit, and line, line, line. Braking, shifting, and throttle control were mixed in on the next run. Finally, to the song of a six cylinder choir, mind, body, and machine took a dance across the track in blissful embrace. I've fallen in love with my car all over again and likely acquired a new hobby addiction.

If you've never been on a skidpad, git yer butt off the intarweb and into a car control clinic.

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