It's about how I've never felt anything quite like what it felt like to go through that corner the first time. (On a bike.)
Totally blind, you need to start turning before you even get past the bridge, and once you go over the crest the loads change, and then continue to change the whole way throughout.
Then you do it while you're racing in a pack of bikes...
If I ever get over to Ireland to do some proper road racing, then it'll change to "nothing compares with road racing".