When I was in college in NW Tennessee back in the mid-70s one of the favorite activities the few of us who had wandered down to UTM during the winter was to gather on the front porch of the house some of us lived in on with a plentiful supply of intoxicants and watch the locals in their pick up trucks and hot cars with slicks do doughnuts up and down the street. Good, cheap entertainment before we started the evening party.