I’ve had 15+ different cars throughout the years. Some fast, some slow and never have I had more fun on 4 wheels in a comparatively slow little Citroen c4.
The limit of grip, chassis rigidity and engine performance is below city speed limits in that car (or just about). There is very little sound isolation and the car is so flimsy, it feels like you’re driving a cardboard go cart.
It is an awful car. But that’s what makes it fun. Most adrenaline is released just before the fall. Playing on the edge is gets your heart racing and makes you feel awake.
Pushing this car to its limits was exciting and fun, your routine daily drive to work can be a really fun experience without losing your licence.
By comparison, some of the faster cars I had were sadly excruciatingly boring. Barely touching the gas pedal takes you to double city limits speeds. You get in trouble a lot and spend a silly amount of time worrying about and maintaining this amazing machine that is capable of insanity.
Yes, your car is capable of very quickly getting to unlimited autobahn speeds, but if most if your driving is stuck in a city, averaging sub 33km/h what’s the point? Your alloys are huge and keep you super stable at 160kmh+, but you pay for that by having to drive around every pothole and suffering immensely when you inevitably hit one.
It was an interesting lesson to learn — better and faster does not always mean more fun. I was chasing fun and excitement on the road and by purchasing faster and faster cars. However I ended up frustrated and dissatisfied by the fact that I have all this potential fury caged and never to be released.
The main point I’m trying to reinforce to myself is that the most fun is usually had on the edge, for that is where we push ourselves and grow. Driving a shitty car quickly is exciting.
Make sure the goals you’re chasing are really what you’re after.