Silverstoning - 03 June 2004

Nice weather in an idle June day. Free test session in Silverstone. how can you work under these conditions? I couldn't.

A day on the track.

Let's face it. Formula One is a boring sport. Incredibily boring. Ok, the Ferrari (the red car with Schumacher) may be cool, and people love fast car. But usually a GP is an incredible boring event, at home (yet it is good on Sunday afternoon to help the digestion) and live, where the noise is so incredibly strong that you could fart virtually unnoticed for at least 2 hours (try to avoid the smell, though. Eat slow).
But, for some reason or another, I've often found myself surrounded by the whole Formula 1 circus.  At Monza, at Hockenhaim, somewhere in Spain and now even in Britain.

Thanks to the vicinity of Silverstone from London (just 1 hours by car), the imedia8 crew (plus me) decided to enjoy (plus me) a trip to the countryside. The event (official F.1 testing session) was free, so we could easily go there, watch (well, try to) the cars and have a pint.

The trip was lovely as usual (Jonathan Clues, former Formula something race driver, is still good at driving normal cars) and we were soon in Silverstone. Comparing to my former local car track (Monza, by the way), Silverstone looked cheap and less interesting than Monza, but probably that was because of the lack of the usual excitement by the - relative small -crowd, who was just there because the event was cheap. Very cheap.

For a while, I desperately tried to get some nice pictures of the cars, but, after dozens of failures to catch the 300km/h car on my camera, I gave up the old way ("look in the viewfinder, focus and click") and I adopted the interesting preemptive technique: point to an empty space on the track, close you eyes, listen to the incoming car engine, and as soon as the car engine is too noisy then click. It worked quite well. Sometimes, though, I found my camera capturing images of girls instead of cars. Wonder why.

At the end of the day I spent more time looking at the interesting crowd, very similar to the American Nascar one (less fat white fat people, less fit birds, more beers) wearing Ferrari's colours. Still wondering... why no one was interested in the McLaren or the Williams? Aren't they supposed to be English teams? Where is the love? ('Cause people got me, got me questionin').