I figure I can actually try and contribute something here rather than just ask questions. I didn't want to start another thread so I'll just post it here.
I said before that I felt like shooting and racing felt very similar. (In the book, BE says he's used motorcycle racing as an inspiration for some of his philosophies.) Reading some of this stuff I am reminded of a quote from one of my favorite racing drivers, Ayrton Senna. Senna was a Formula 1 driver in the 80s and early 90s and he's regarded by most as being one of the best the sport has ever seen.
In 1988 he was taking part in qualifying at Monaco. The circuit there is notoriously challenging and very short, a lap there usually took just under a minute and a half. Senna went out and put in a series of laps that got progressively faster, by the end he was almost two seconds faster than anyone else, including his teammate, a many times world champion with the same exact equipment. Two seconds on a course that small is an absolute eternity, and the lap he turned that day has been regarded by a lot of people as just about impossible.
Later he was asked about what happened, and I thought you guys would enjoy the quote.
"..the last qualifying session. I was already on pole, then by half a second and then one second and I just kept going. Suddenly I was nearly two seconds faster than anybody else, including my team mate with the same car. And suddenly I realised that I was no longer driving the car consciously. I was driving it by a kind of instinct, only I was in a different dimension. It was like I was in a tunnel. Not only the tunnel under the hotel but the whole circuit was a tunnel. I was just going and going, more and more and more and more. I was way over the limit but still able to find even more.
"Then suddenly something just kicked me. I kind of woke up and realized that I was in a different atmosphere than you normally are. My immediate reaction was to back off, slow down. I drove slowly back to the pits and I didn't want to go out any more that day. It frightened me because I was well beyond my conscious understanding. It happens rarely but I keep these experiences very much alive inside me because it is something that is important for self-preservation."
The sport back then was extremely unsafe. In 1994 Senna hit a wall at 190 MPH and died later that day.