One of the great things about owning a Porsche is you don't need an excuse to drive it. Who wouldn't want to take it for a spin for no particular reason? No justification is needed — any superfluous reason will do.

And while some things are more enjoyable when experienced with others, there’s nothing like driving alone on the open road in a Porsche.

Want to take a 45-minute leisurely drive in the country? Do it. Prefer to go hard and fast down the highway to your favorite coffee shop? Start the engine. No one's telling you where to go and when to stop. The open road awaits your every whim.

I drive a 1976 911S, and playing artists such as the Doobie Brothers or Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young bring me back to a simpler time. I enjoy channeling the vintage feel of the car with the music of its era. That's not to say I don't blast some current pop or rock from the speakers, or jam to Bob Marley while I drive with the windows down. No one is next to me complaining about my playlist. Or how I'm driving.

Sometimes I just want to relax, take it slow, and roll down back roads or along the shoreline. A sports car doesn’t need to be driven at full tilt all the time. Conversely, I can wind it out a bit, too, and no one will be reaching for the grab handle.

Everyday activities, even one as routine as driving to work in the morning, are so much more enjoyable in a Porsche. I turn my 10-minute commute into a 30-minute cruise along the Connecticut shoreline when I'm driving my 911. It's a time to reflect on the day without the distraction of a passenger. It’s driving as meditation, as I swoop through the corners and zoom over the hills.

Autumn is a particularly beautiful for solo drives. The changing leaves and sun glinting off the windshield result in a beautiful palate to enjoy for a few minutes before I sit in my office chair and stare at a computer screen for several hours.

Overall, it's the freedom of driving solo that makes it so appealing. Being one with the road can be pretty darn gratifying.