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Showing posts with label F-1. Show all posts
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05 February 2011
15 April 2009
BIG NEWS OF NO IMPORT
The diffusers on the Brawn and Williams cars — in F-1— have been declared legal.
This is of absolutely no social import, will not change the world, will not fix the economy, but if you know someone who wears Ferrari-branded clothing (or better yet, owns one), stick your tongue out and say "Nyah, nyah, the diffusers are legal, nyah, nyah!"
Believe me ...they'll be — at least — annoyed, at best, pissed.
A thought: if you could get an F-1 car to run at full speed, the downforce created would make it stick when it was upside down, a la, Men in Black II.
Ponder that!
This is of absolutely no social import, will not change the world, will not fix the economy, but if you know someone who wears Ferrari-branded clothing (or better yet, owns one), stick your tongue out and say "Nyah, nyah, the diffusers are legal, nyah, nyah!"
Believe me ...they'll be — at least — annoyed, at best, pissed.
A thought: if you could get an F-1 car to run at full speed, the downforce created would make it stick when it was upside down, a la, Men in Black II.
Ponder that!
05 April 2009
WHY F-1 RACING DOESN'T SUCK




Oh ... and Buttons won the monsoon-shortened (this is a cyclical weather phenom ...why the big surprise?) Malaysian Grand Prix in his Brawn, giving them two wins out of two races. Ferrari, by the way, DNF'd again.
PS: The young lady wearing the checkered flag (it was taken for, of all things, those idiots from PETA), is one of the daughters, Tamara, of F-1 poobah, Bernie Ecclestone.
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