The throaty roar of an inline-four, the swish of a chequered flag, the camaraderie of riding together, and the legends and their greatest hits.

Month: March 2012

Splish-Splosh in Sepang

I had the Sepang race all mapped out this morning. By the time the afternoon was well on its way, all my theories, permutations, and combinations were resting comfortably in the trashcan. My pulse was racing in a way it hasn’t in a long, long time. I was sitting at the edge of the sofa, eyes… Read More ›

In Reel Time: Senna

I was grumpy this Monday, as I readied to run slam-bang into weekday madness, after the high of a weekend packed with races. But then it hit a high note with an email announcing an event: a screening of the BAFTA-award winning documentary Senna and an interactive discussion with the director Asif Kapadia. So, Tuesday… Read More ›

Button Up!

The dust has settled, the engines have fallen silent, we have all got our rest, and it’s now time for an intensive third degree that inevitably follows every race. But this is different, isn’t it? This is after all, the evening of the first race of the season. And if Melbourne was any indication, we… Read More ›

Fighting the F1 Fight: 2012

It’s in the air. You can almost smell it. You know of what I speak. That throaty rumble, the cheers, the hubbub, the colours, the wins, the losses, the speed, the controversies – such an invigorating break from the humdrum we call life. I could feel the excitement building up within me, and I had… Read More ›

The Fast and the Furious

When this blog was finally set up (read, all my shenanigans of fonts, colours, templates, blah, blah), my best friend and I settled down for a bit of friendly argument. The first entry would be about Formula 1. No, it would be about superbikes. No, absolutely not, I want to write about Ayrton Senna. We… Read More ›

The Man Who Drove Through Rain

It’s difficult to define speed. I think it’s pretty relative. Perhaps for some, it’s about power. For some, it’s a passion. For some, it’s a way of life. And for a few, a minority, it’s about all three. Maybe that’s where it all began, my love for speed that is. I think it began with… Read More ›