There are a number of aspects of driving the Model S that felt different to me.

Here they are, in no particular order:

Tesla grin. This is the combined result of many of the other experiences, but for
the first two months, I don't think I drove anywhere without this huge grin
plastered across my face. This car wasn't like anything else I had ever driven. We
started driving places just because it was so much fun;
Mass. You can tell the car is heavy. I felt two very odd sensations simultaneously:
one, that although I was heavy, I was incredibly well-balanced with the weight
sitting low to the ground and two, for the first time ever, I became aware of other
cars as possibly crushable objects. I stopped dodging the big piles of snow and
ruts on winter road... my Model S drives straight through them like they don't
exist;
Handling. The car felt exceptionally responsive, and I was particularly happy that
I was able to select the sport tuning while my husband could chose the standard
setting;
Suspension. Again, the ability to adjust the height of the suspension from low to
very high brought me joy. Raising the car off a pile of snow in the driveway was
nice, but not nearly as nice as feeling the car settle into the lowest setting
automatically as I hit cruising speed on the highway;
Yellow lights. Tesla owners voluntarily stop at yellow lights, just for the of
opening up all that torque from zero. I still ease up as I hit the speed limit, but
that point arrives before the other side of the intersection more and more often. I
love the acceleration and it gives me a thrill, but I still (after a year and a
half) have not gotten anywhere near the top range of my car's abilities... it goes
much faster than I trust my reaction times. It seems a shame, but at least it has
kept my ticket-me-red car from being impounded for street racing;
Eek! All that torque is occasionally a bit intimidating. I don't notice it so much
when I am driving the car, but I seem to get a bit edgy about being slammed back
into my bucket seat by G force when someone else is driving. They really need to
install grab handles;
Quiet. The car is not much noisier driving down my driveway at a creep than it is
on the highway running at the limit. I love having a new person in the car, just so
they can not hear my engine "turn over". The experience is so peaceful that I
become a bit irritated at the rumble strips on a few sections of highway disturbing
my zen. I also enjoy the quiet of leaving a Maserati behind at the light, roaring
angrily with its' tires spinning;
Width. I noticed this a lot the first month, but I am occasionally reminded that
the Model S is quite wide when trying to park in narrow parking slots. The same
ratios that give me excellent balance, control and aerodynamics also (on occasion)
aren't always perfect in very close quarters (there's a parking garage in downtown
Chicago, IL that I would be very happy never to try to navigate again),
Stuck in traffic. Everyone around me is spewing exhaust. I was aware of it before
owning a Tesla, but now it really drives me nuts. Why can't they idle quietly
without creating air pollution?;
One foot driving. Once you get used to using the regenerative braking effectively,
it becomes a new addiction... can I do a while drive without actually touching the
brake pedal even once? Can I coast to a perfect halt behind that vehicle with a
single car length between us? You develop a keen awareness of the physics of
driving and the inefficiency of brake pads;
Recognition. I still get a kick out of having the car "recognize" me as I approach,
with the door handles extending and the mirror "ears" extending like a dog greeting
its owner. Shouldn't my car be as happy to see me as I am to drive it?;
"Put it in the frunk." I am perfectly able-bodied. There is no reason on earth why
I couldn't carry the 20 lb. bag of birdseed to the car. In spite of that, I keep
asking clerks if it is possible to help carry things to the car just so I can pop
the trunk open and watch everyone's faces. About one time in three, this results in
me doing another sales pitch for the vehicle while people ask me where the engine
is; and
Autopilot. This one is new to me... we got a loaner that had the autopilot
features, and I don't think I'm going to forget the feeling of having the car
navigate on its own, changing lanes and avoiding the car in front of us. What do
you do with your hands if you're not actually steering? If you let your hands hover
at the ten and two position, you look like an angry crab!