If you find yourself miraculously behind the wheel of a 2014 Audi R8 Spyder on a Thursday afternoon, this is what you can expect.
You will notice that the sport mode button isn't so much of a "sport mode" button as it is the the launch code to a Cold War missile hidden in the engine bay.
Some jerkoff will ask you why you're not driving the manual transmission version, and you will ask him why he's driving an adult sized Razr scooter.
You will eventually want to pop the hood and see what kind of muscle you're dealing with under there, but you'll be disappointed by the ruthless German engineering that you will find powering your warp-drive.
You will be obsessed with the flappy paddle gearbox. You will pretend that you are a Formula 1 driver. You may or may not get a ticket for doing so.
You will be intimidated by the speedometer, and you will earnestly believe that the R8 is capable of maxing it out.
You will not be able to figure out why a 2014 supercar has a 2008 navigation system in it. But you won't care because you'll be too busy driving a supercar.
You will be able to put the top down in less time than it takes the light to change from red to green. You will be surprised.