The 5 best burnout cars, according to you
Creating unnecessary tire wear seems to be a rite of passage for gearheads around the globe, and for every task there is a proper tool. We asked the Hagerty Forums last week to suggest the best car for burnouts. Here are the cream of the crop.
With the Demon’s announcement in 2017, SRT put all drag radials on notice. None are safe from the 840-horsepower supercharged V-8 hiding under the massive hood scoop of the uber-muscle car which is the Demon. You can tell yourself that tire smoke is to warm up the tires before a nine-second quarter-mile pass, but we all know it is just because you can—and that’s okay.
Big-Block Chevrolet Chevelle
When it comes to melting tires, there is little replacement for the ground-thumping cubic inches of a big-block. With mountains of twist available at a blip of the throttle, high wheel speed is easy to achieve—which means a Chevelle might be the best way to create your own cloudy day on short notice.
Someone else’s car
More than a handful of responses noted that while burnouts are fun, they can be quite hard on a vehicle. Thus, many prefer to partake in the fun of spinning tires by waiting until a rental car is available—because doing burnouts in a car that belongs to your friend, grandmother, or mother would just be unkind and none of you readers have ever done that… right?
When it comes to burnouts, traction is your enemy. This might explain why tail-light trucks are so happy to spin the tires at a moment’s notice. Combine that light weight with big power from the factory and you get a darn-good-looking smoke machine. The SRT-10 packs Viper power and can be had with a six-speed manual; sounds like a recipe to win the nearest burnout competition.
Buick Grand National
Sporting one of the smallest engines in the pool of proposed cars, the Grand National’s bite is far worse than its bark. Once the turbocharger spools up on the 231-cu-in V-6, the gussied-up Regal could spin the tires with the best of them. Many were purchased as instant collectables and tucked away while still in the wrapper, but those that saw the track proved the Grand National was a burnout machine.