So who enjoys this apparently weird fetish then?
I quite like doing it if the weather's good. Last night it was mild and dry, and I virtually had the roads to myself. Obviously I'm not going nuts on the twisty bits at night, but still got a fair pace on, slowing to burble softly through the villages, a few trucks to overtake, but some were actually slowing at the start of straights to let me past. All very civilised, and away from the towns I didn't meet any cage-cretins in their souped-up shopping cars. Felt very refreshed and relaxed when I got home.