Quickly heading down the road of somebody that just posts clips!
As viewers we should consider giving this person the benefit of the doubt:
Our rider had a great ride. A fast ride. In fact, he cheated death six times, before he arrived at the rest stop! As a result of such, his ego has bloomed an ungodly color.
So like a peacock displaying his feathers, he tears back the throttle. "I must look so amazing right now!" The strong torque of the motor is quick to spin the lightly weighted rear-wheel. He feels this. Tires once given the all important job of gripping the road, go up in smoke. He smells this. His rationality is lost.
DON'T BLAME THE FEATHERS, BLAME THE BIRD!
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