They're bloody odd to drive. Instant torque and consequently ridiculous acceleration from a standing start with virtually no noise is a very strange feeling indeed. Unsettling.
I've taken to seeking out 12% stuff for daily swilling. Those 14.5% clarets were killing me.
Yes. Actually, I found a rather nice 11% Gamay which was very nice drunk chilled during the hotter evenings. A chap virtually sprang out of bed the next morning.
My current weapon of choice is - of all things - a Moldovan Cabernet of a mere 13%.