Yeah, every lap’s a hunt, but I’m not about slickness over speed. Precision’s cool, makes a ride smooth, but the real rush comes when you push the engine to the edge, feel the throttle bite, and let the car scream. Give me a straight line and a rev that makes the city vibrate – that’s where I get alive. Precision’s fine for the workshop, but on the track, the only thing that matters is the next kick of the rev, not the little details. So yeah, I’d trade a bit of that exactness for that pure, adrenaline‑blasted ride.