Fingers is right girls and boys.
I did this when I was 19, young, crazy and reckless, and in those days I enjoyed the odd spot of street racing too.
A few years later I wrote off my own Polo in a very nasty accident (incidentally only at 35mph) and was extremely lucky to walk away alive, let alone completely unharmed. (Luckily the only things harmed were my Polo and a telegraph pole).
When something goes wrong, it can easily go wrong very badly very quickly, and a car you were in control of a split second before becomes a heavy metal box with no control at all.
Speed is tremendous fun, and there are plenty of run what ya brungs and track days to enjoy it safely.
It's a horrible feeling after having been in a crash where nothing was harmed except your car and your pride, but imagine how much worse it would be if there were passengers in your vehicle or someone got in the way of your flying heavy metal box... Not something you want on your conscience.
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