Nothing like white knuckles on the steering wheel going 90mph on the Autobahn and boy racers in Ferrari's and soccer Mom's in Benz's zipping past like you're standing still....
Spent three years in Germany. You learn to look in your rearview mirror almost as much as out the windshield. When they flash their headlights coming up on you, you better move over fast because they are not slowing down. The first year and a half, I had a 280Z; hit a little over 150 a few times; had to sell it and buy a used VW when our first-born arrived ... sigh.
