We drive for years, yet the best moments are over in seconds or minutes. Hours, if we are lucky.
I’ve just had an hour I’ll never forget, on a road I just can’t believe in a car that I’ve just fallen madly, hopelessly in love with.
Now before I turn around and go back the way I’ve come I’ll just sit for a few seconds and think.
But it’s harder to come down from the high figuratively than it is literally. In my mind I’m still snapping the new 991-generation Porsche 911 Carrera 4S coupe left then right, hunting the nose from corner to corner, revelling in its steering purity, instant throttle response and sure, sure grip.