Showing posts with label F1. Show all posts
Showing posts with label F1. Show all posts

Friday, 12 November 2010

Day 12

Much like day 11 with a bloody rotten rehearsal thrown in for good measure. My mate Bruin (Sinbad) is flying ahead, as is Ieshwar. I wish them both all the best, and long may they crow ... until I catch up again!

And catch up I will. See if I don't!

Ave, mes amies.

Oh, and do remember: The final round of the 2010 World Championship is on sunday with qualifying tommorow! Go Webber ... and if it isn't Webber, then Go Hamilton!

W00T!

Monday, 8 November 2010

Day 7

Yep, today was the penultimate Grand Prix in Sao Paulo, Brasil. Damn good it was too! Vetel won, Webber came second and Alonso third. Which means, for those who care, that the drivers world championship goes down to the wire in Abu Dhabi, U.A.E.. Jenson Button is out and the four who can mathematically win it are Alonso, Webber, Vetel and Hamilton, though Hamilton would need a miracle.

And! I managed to get to 11,796 words ... some jolly good words, too.

Saturday, 6 November 2010

Day 5, Day 6, F1!

Day 5 went okay. I've managed to keep up and slightly over each day's word count - 1667 per day to keep on track. Now it's day 6!

Sinbad is doing very well, too. I say this not just because of his wordage, but because I've been lucky enough to have read part of his novel ... and I'm much looking forward to the next instalment, too (hint ;)).

It's saturday (day 6), and qualifying for the pennultimate FI Grand Prix at Interlagos in Brasil is this afternoon. W00T! I'm rooting for Mark Webber, an Australian who is, most people think, being royally fucked over by his team in preference of his younger teammate Sebastian Vettel. Much as I love the sport I think it's a shame that, yet again, it's all down to age. Webber is 34, and, as far as F1 goes, considered close to 'over the hill.' Vettel is 23 and the new golden boy. Michael Schumacher who is seven times world champion, and whose comeback has been truly (not Jarno ;)) awful, is 41.

F1 is a bit like ... well, I suppose all sports. Most armchair aficionados think they could do as well. Now, I know I couldn't really beat Vettel. Much like I couldn't win at worldclass tennnis, snooker, darts or morris dancing (shudder - Morris dancing, the one pastime you can happily keep). But I like to think that, given the chance, I could.

What isn't ageist is NaNoWriMo. Indeed, NaNoWriMo is a thing we can all do (he says confidently, on day 6). So onwards and upwards!