The so-called street racing is just a pile of bovine manure. I raced, but at track where everything is controlled for safety. I used to call Laguna Seca my home away from home. The infamous turn 8; The Cork Screw. When you take The Cork Screw just right, you know that you have accomplished something.
That made me think of Monterey during the Concours d Elegance. Never saw anyone doing doughnuts there.