It never fails: At the end of a long day, we come home, sweaty, tired, in desperate need of a shower, a cold drink and rest. The shower and cold drink happen…the resting part, sometimes. But come the next morning, we learn that, as if it were these drivers’ full-time job, another round of Australian burnout videos have cropped up that feature cars we’d happily give a limb for, with an engine that makes noises that can be recorded and used as an auditory stimulant, frying tires the same way we fry bacon: with a smile on their face and cheer in their hearts. Bless you, ye warriors of the skidpad. You cruise, you race, you skid and you burn with the devotion to duty only rivaled by Santa’s elves, and quite honestly, the fat man in red doesn’t come through nearly as often as you guys do. Only firemen see more smoke and flames than you guys do, and you had a hell of a lot more fun making both happen. Keep up the good work!
