riding in lambos

I've been warned about credit card debt, the effects of smoking, and being out alone at night, but no one ever warned me about riding in a Lamborghini.
I have, fortunately or unfortunately, had the opportunity on multiple occasions. I will, in turn, warn my closest friends about the effects of unusually high standards and the difficult, if not impossible, task of coming down from a ride such as this. If I had any experience in the matter, I'd say it's a thrill capable of a stronger euphoria than any drug you could possibly get your hands on; it's dangerously addictive with a captivated audience from which only a few could walk away. Everything sort of pales in comparison and you begin to wonder how it was that you acquired the circumstances. Before you know it, you're turning down the red one because it's not yellow.
This is when you qualify as 'unfortunately fortunate'.

I have never, in my life, ridden in a Lamborghini.