Reverie.

It’s natural and good to engage in reverie. I was remembering the sheer joy that I got from driving a 105/115 Alfa GTV.

An 80 pound lighter me would post in the close coupe and wiggle my nonexistent butt into the chair then cinch myself into the car. The shift was a handspan from the wheel, and needed only a bat with the fingers or a flick of the wrist to slot it into the appropriate gear. Steering same; it was wrists for minor changes in direction while movements of greater magnitude required only forearms.

Hooning required some shoulder involvement, primarily to catch that rear when it was unloaded by body roll. There are straps that will tug the inside of the rear axle ever so gently as the body rolls on the suspension, unloading the inside wheel and starting an oversteer condition that you control with the throttle.

Do it properly, and all you need are wrists and maybe forearms. I do miss the car.