As my Dad used to tell me, when I was a daft lad, "Anyone can go fast in a straight line". I love driving twisty roads, fast. As soon as we get on a windy country road my navigator jams herself into the seat, so she can hang on. I regularly burn off much faster cars. There is a series of bends behind Aberdour (wrote a car off there, as a teenager). I'll approach them at a steady 50 mph with a faster car right on my tail. And I just stick to 50 all the way through. Usually have about 50 to 70 yards clear space behind me as I leave the bends.
Another favourite spot is leaving the M9 on the M90, heading for the Queensferry Crossing. It used to be a tight left hander, then they built an on-slip, removing the outside lane and using the hard shoulder as Lane 1 (with a new, even tighter hard shoulder). When the road is dry and there is no one ahead to impede me, I take it pretty dammed fast. I don't get the tyres squealing but I am not far off. There is always someone wants to overtake, just as you enter the curve, and they are lucky if they are within 200 yards of me when the road eventually straightens up.
Once a boy racer, always a boy racer!
Baulked by slower cars, but only photo I have.