Actually, no I think you may have won this contest.
Years ago, would you believe 35 years ago! In Nashville TN, on rainy days, sometimes we would hold races in my Mom's full size basement, line up our Honda 50's and 65's and 70's, Bridgestones and one Yamaha 60, and race from one end of the basement to the other, the winner was not always the fastest, but the one that had enough guts to hold the throttle on longer, it is amazing that we did not punch holes in the cinderblock walls from slamming into it.
And if we did not get hurt enough doing that, we would hose down the slick concrete floor, put a good amount of laundry detergent on it, and have flat track races around the metal poles in the garage. And tell my Mom, we were scrubbing out the garage floor.
The garage/basement was not exactly large, probably 24 x 50, dang that was fun!