Brief addendum to my previous post:
Anyone else think eating popcorn while exploring an aquarium is tacky?
Flipping past the History Channel's history of cocaine, I stumbled upon Sand Blasters: The Extreme Sand Sculpting Championship.
Eight two-person teams of sand sculptors try to build a sand masterpiece in 11 hours for a $15,000 prize. Their work-in-progress could be randomly selected to be blown up, and they'd have to start over.
As someone who's lost hard-wrought work to crashes and power outages, I fail to see the fun of such a competition. The fifth and final team to fall victim to detonation only had two hours to rebuild from scratch.
At least typical reality "race against the clock" twists don't annihilate all existing progress.