Both totally dumb, which is why we must do them.
Do you ever just get the urge to jump on your motorcycle, give it some gas and just go round and around in circles, kicking up dust, making a racket, for no reason other than why the hell not? Well of course you do. And that’s why we have a donut ring.
And then there’s the Burnout Bar. Pull into a safety cage, secure the front wheel against the stops, dump the clutch and literally light up the tyre with every horse you can muster, all for the sheer why-the-hell-not insanity of destroying a perfectly good Michelin or Pirelli or whatever in front of delirious fans.
Want to make some smoke and melt some rubber? SIMPLY APPLY AT THE FESTIVAL!