I believe this used to be the title of a Philip K. Dikk scifi book, but if you cannot find the book, then it's easy: with a 10-yard stick!
Using a car for that purpose, your chances are less than faint... especially if your cars engine blows (again...5th time in a row, what a coincidence!) at Saturday (call that Kimi's bad streak of luck- or maybe Mercedes making the perfect molotov bomb instead of the perfect car engine?) and on Sunday it goes down racing with a F-1 chassis and a scooter engine. Incredibly enough, Kimmi managed to finish eighth and pick one point.
Of course Schumi was seen at some point driving with one hand in his pocket and the other one waving at the croud, but the croud did not respond: they were sleeping...
Using a car for that purpose, your chances are less than faint... especially if your cars engine blows (again...5th time in a row, what a coincidence!) at Saturday (call that Kimi's bad streak of luck- or maybe Mercedes making the perfect molotov bomb instead of the perfect car engine?) and on Sunday it goes down racing with a F-1 chassis and a scooter engine. Incredibly enough, Kimmi managed to finish eighth and pick one point.
Of course Schumi was seen at some point driving with one hand in his pocket and the other one waving at the croud, but the croud did not respond: they were sleeping...
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