Or maybe he was nervous?
Gee, I can't imagine why. He was basically propelling himself around a big loop of tar in a Camaro going a bazillion miles an hour and he doesn't even have a helmet on!
And then you think about some crazy spinster standing in her living room waving a hanky at the TeeVee hollering "Yooooo hoooooo!" and you wonder if he was actually not determined or nervous at all, but rather plotting his escape from Hoosierville before something completely untortunate happened.