What is it like to get a perfect score on the SAT?

It's pretty awesome.

You bask in the glory, get showered with praise from your family and friends, and just generally feel like hot shit — really smart hot shit. The day after you get your scores, you strut around school, smirking to yourself as everyone else worries about their upcoming tests and thinking, "I've made it! Never will I have to grovel at the altar of test prep instructors like these silly peons around me. For I have a perfect score on the SAT."

Then you remember that standardized tests are bullshit measures of intelligence that discriminate against cultural minorities and women, the ETS is an evil institution designed to support an industry that sucks money out of middle-class families and renders lower-class students unable to compete, and your achievement has made zero impact on anyone else's life in the real world.

That feels less awesome.