Dear the car-drivers of the internet,
Purchasing a high performance sports car with an automatic transmission (and I'm including DCTs here) is like dating a smoking hot girl but refusing to have sex with her because it's too much work and anyway a vibrator can get her there a few seconds faster.
When shopping for a sports car, part of the pre-purchase inspection should be a an examination of the little protrusions below the steering wheel. If N < 3, move on.
Nissan GTR, every Ferrari, almost every Mercedes, I'm looking at you.
Now, if you've got a camry or a caravan, bring on the slushbox. You're not losing anything by giving up on the intimacy thing, because you weren't there for the performance anyway. I hear they have great personalities.