Exactly! I was riding home last night and some clown in a Scion (juicebox-on-wheels) comes through the intersection in front of me like he's supposed to be drifting. Did it intentionally. For whatever reason I don't know.
Next time your neighbor comes over ratcheting his jaw about his Chevy, just tell him what I had lettered on the back of my old '69 Dart racecar: "Real racecars don't wear bowties".
