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: June 2012

The Valencian Volte-Face

Every race has its moments. There have been many moments this season. And just when I thought things couldn’t get any more interesting…WHAM, it got super exciting. In my defence, it was Valencia, not an exciting track by a mile. But there I was, sitting in front of my television, shaking my fist at the… Read More ›

Difficult Day in Office

Things aren’t always hunky-dory on the track. Sailesh Bolisetti and Phil Glew were revved up after their first win in Nürburgring and ready to take on the next race – at Rockingham. But things became difficult really fast. It was indeed a tough day at work. For the first time this season, the team faced… Read More ›

The Honey Badger Strikes Back

The rain dance didn’t work. Silverstone was dry. Valentino Rossi and Nicky Hayden were stuck at the back…again. Bautista came 4th. Let’s not even talk about the podium. The same three names once again. Yes, my hopes are dashed. This is a bit melodramatic, isn’t it? Well, my friends do call me a drama queen,… Read More ›

Like Quicksilver

I love good, happy surprises that come all tied up in a neat, little box with a silky, soft red bow. Attached the words Grand Prix to the surprise, and it becomes even more special. I always knew Silverstone was special. Then, Valentino Rossi set the fastest pace in the wet during the first practice… Read More ›

Montreal Magic

I was tired, grumpy, and decidedly lacklustre this Monday. But it was a small price to pay. After all, how many times in a year do you stay up past midnight to watch an F1 race? So while Delhi was asleep, waiting to ring in yet another Monday morning, I was wide-awake, yelling at the… Read More ›

[Communiqué] Housekeeping

You can spot a journalist a mile away, especially a former journalist. They are almost junky-esque, with an antsy look and restless, tapping feet. They look around and eavesdrop, even at coffee shops. Curiosity is their bane and news is their true calling. It’s true what they say. You can take a journalist out of… Read More ›

The Race That Was Catalunya

It has been a week since the Catalunya GP and I haven’t posted a word on it. I guess I could take the easy way out and say that my day job left me barely enough time to write. But that would be just an excuse. Deep down, I know I have struggled to write… Read More ›

Win in Black

The world of motorsports has been choc-a-bloc with excitement. But perhaps more so for Sailesh Bolisetti and Phil Glew who saw their maiden GT4 win at the British GT Nürburgring race. Here is how it actually happened, word for word, from Sailesh.  Just about a month after my British GT debut, I found myself at Nürburgring… Read More ›