Before the terrible taxi incident, we took a ferry to Tiburon which went past Alcatraz and stopped at Angel Island along the way. Once in Tiburon, Jill's cousin Chris came by and picked us up. Somehow, Jill convinced him that I needed to drive his Ferrari. I was ok with just taking a ride as a passenger.
Chris got onto highway 101 and stepped on it. It felt like being in a rollercoaster. After mere seconds, he says "we're going 100 now". It felt so smooth other than my head being against the seat. We drove about 10 minutes up the highway and got off. Then Chris let me drive it back home.
The car has paddle shifting by the steering wheel. It will shift up or down if it needs to or you can do the work. You don't even have to let off the gas while shifting. I was extremely careful and only got up to 80. Keep in mind this is California where everyone drives at least 70. In fact, when I was at about 75 cruising in the left lane, a mini-van passed us in the carpool lane to our left. That's California. I wish the drivers in Washington knew how to drive fast in the left lanes.