Yeah. I was in a leased car with a far, far larger engine than what I usually drove at the time. And it was so quiet and cruisey that I was up behind an Audi's backside, wondering what the idiot was doing hogging the outside lane, flashing him to pull over.
When he finally did I took a glance at the speedo, and I tell you now, no rollercoaster will ever match that ice-cold grip of terror on your stomach when you suddenly realise you're doing 130Mph and would die in a second if you futzed it up.