What is best in life? Is it the open steppe, fleet horse, falcons at your wrist, and the wind in your hair? WRONG. It is Russian tractor racing.
Certain musclebound Austrians may have convinced you that what is best in life is to crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women. To that I say I do not trust men who sit on tables. Clearly roaring, jumping, crashing, tractor rallycross is superior.
(Hat tip to Anima!)