Finally, after six months (or thereabouts) of waiting the new F1 season gets underway.
If you are anything like me you will have been watching the winter testing times on a daily basis. The seemingly unstoppable growth of you tube has enabled us grand prix anoraks to have a daily dose of new F1 machinery which has only whetted our appetites even more.
Year after year I fight off the effects of fatigue and watch the Australian GP live from the comfort of my sofa. It feels like "the right thing to do" for some bizarre reason. When I actually attended the Melbourne opener in 2005 I felt slightly unreal. There I was at a GP that I had watched live since childhood and I didn't have the feeling of nausea that accompanies staying up all night.
This year I feel that Ferrari - or more specifically Raikonnen - will walk away with the silver ware yet again. "No shit sherlock" some of you might say, but if the boy Hamilton continues to develop at the same rate as he did last year, then we could have a British champion for the first time since 1996. Here's hopeing.
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