That's an interesting question. I have to answer yes if we are talking about going fast for the sake of going fast in a straight line. Clearly on the track the challenge is the braking / passing zone at the end of the straight, but out on the street going fast holds no thrill except the possiblity of a major ticket or accident with a unsuspecting person. There I drive according to conditions.

Fast = fun for me only when there are curves and challenges envolved. I quess that's why even on the road I speed up for curves and slow down after I'm through them. People often want to equate speed with doing track events and that may be true if one were racing at LeMans with the latest Audi protype but generally speaking the tracks most often used for S2000 events are all about finding the line and the balance. Some tracks are clearly safer than others and I will be the first to admit that is a consideration where I run. You may not have any control over who you are on the track with but you can control where you are on the track in relation to them. Or to put it more bluntly I let the a-holes by and give them lots of room.

 

You went to the track with the wrong people, that's all.

However, it is dangerous and very expensive. There is absolutely no reason to do it if "it gets kind of boring" IYHO.

 

Ins fraud is punishable with jail time in most states.

 

too much $$$$

 

-I know of no nearby "good" tracks closer than 500 miles. The local dirt track doesn't count.
-Potential damage to daily driver, need to be at work every day.
-Can't afford to go (let alone break the car) yet.

Had a GSX-R 750 until about 5 years ago. It was quite educational in terms of weight balance, rear wheel driving, and very high handling/performance limits, riding every weekend in the twisties for a couple years. 100 HP in a bike that weighs <400lbs has a way of getting your attention, and you can dial in F-R weight shifts without realizing it. Front end pushes on bad tires at 50mph, head shakes, jumping bumps in the road, rear end slides... ahh, the memories. I've now taken care of too many traumas to get another one anytime soon.

Growing up driving a rear-wheel drive muscle care in heavy snow was also good for learning and fun. My mom taught me how to do a cookie before I learned to drive.

I still want to take a real driving course, but not can't until the student loans are paid down more. Until then, just keep passing me while I granny it around corners.