Lot of talk about traction control this weekend.
In Formula One -- traction control's gone this year, which meant watching Kimi go skittering across the kitty litter countless times.
In my life -- I turn thirty in five weeks. There's a definite slide out of my twenties that's unnerving as all hell.
I'm more comfortable talking about Formula One, so . . .
That was a hell of a kick-off race. Three safety car periods -- one of which featured Whozits in the Williams bunging up his Formula One debut royally, another which featured the stupidity of the new Honda chief mechanic and the beginning of Ross Braun's season-long headache -- Linda winning, Nico looking pleased and the amazing run for Toro Rosso before the car broke. Exciting! Exciting enough to keep me from being lulled to sleep by the gentle hum of 19,000 RPMs! That's great!
Heck, there was even some passing -- this could be a fine season for racing.
But it was all about the loss of launch control, of traction control. From the shakeout of this race, the boys who grew up karting (and who aren't far removed from karting) are probably going to have an easier time adapting than the guys who've been playing the role of human analog in the engineer-driven hyper expensive RC cars of seasons gone by. (I mean, do you remember DC's Monaco 2002 win? That'll never happen again.) I think once the middle-level veterans get comfortable with the car, they'll be back in business. Fred's got a chance to climb back up -- the car's not spectacular, but he seemed to be showing a bit of the fight. A bit.
Bahrain in a week will prove me wrong or prove me right. I'm just glad it's back; it's been a very long off-season.
In Formula One -- traction control's gone this year, which meant watching Kimi go skittering across the kitty litter countless times.
In my life -- I turn thirty in five weeks. There's a definite slide out of my twenties that's unnerving as all hell.
I'm more comfortable talking about Formula One, so . . .
That was a hell of a kick-off race. Three safety car periods -- one of which featured Whozits in the Williams bunging up his Formula One debut royally, another which featured the stupidity of the new Honda chief mechanic and the beginning of Ross Braun's season-long headache -- Linda winning, Nico looking pleased and the amazing run for Toro Rosso before the car broke. Exciting! Exciting enough to keep me from being lulled to sleep by the gentle hum of 19,000 RPMs! That's great!
Heck, there was even some passing -- this could be a fine season for racing.
But it was all about the loss of launch control, of traction control. From the shakeout of this race, the boys who grew up karting (and who aren't far removed from karting) are probably going to have an easier time adapting than the guys who've been playing the role of human analog in the engineer-driven hyper expensive RC cars of seasons gone by. (I mean, do you remember DC's Monaco 2002 win? That'll never happen again.) I think once the middle-level veterans get comfortable with the car, they'll be back in business. Fred's got a chance to climb back up -- the car's not spectacular, but he seemed to be showing a bit of the fight. A bit.
Bahrain in a week will prove me wrong or prove me right. I'm just glad it's back; it's been a very long off-season.
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I cannot believe that I found the other F1 fan that lives in Albuquerque! It has been quite interesting so far and we are only three into the season.
You have a fun website here...the fact that you are a F1 fan is a bonus. Enjoy the season, and the 5:00am wake-up times.
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