Can't speak for others, but in my case, I suspect it's genetic. Back in the sixties and early seventies, my dad drove Trans Am and some Can Am for O.B.'s Porsche up in New York. After I did the learners permit and test thing in moms Citroen DS21, I was allowed to take out the E type, and later the 911. One of the best days in my life was spent with pop, in the new ('71) Porsche, learning to do hot laps up at Watkins Glenn. Later that summer at Limerock, I discovered lift throttle oversteer. Never saw the old man shaken up before. I now know how scary the right seat is (I have a budding hotshoe of my own now) That is why the GT3. Wayne