This is an account of my weekend at the Italian Grand Prix in Monza. The following post does not contain race analysis or stats, but sleeping under the stars, ice cream, public transportation, avoided fence jumping and eventual rats.
Jarno Trulli, the last Italian Formula One driver to date, tells about his racing career, his business in and affection towards wine culture, his Formula E team and his hopes about the future.
Poor teams dropping out, rich ones threatening to leave, paying drivers trying to sue their way in, core events cancelled - evidence that F1 wasn't racing in the US when all this happened there.
...this time from the mid-'60s.
What was Monza like when everything was black and white and people sometimes moved very quickly? How did it feel rushing through Parabolica and the oval section of the track with a front-engine car? Video dump.
To further celebrate the single oldest track on the 2014 Formula One calendar - courtesy of the upcoming Italian Grand Prix - here is a montage video of how the world of entertainment electronics saw the event.
...and make it a V12 Ferrari F1 car.
The Italian Grand Prix is coming up next. How can you celebrate the days of the naturally aspirated, lightning fast V10-era of Formula 1? By unleashing some of the mightiest, World Champion Ferraris at Monza.
In over a hundred years of Grand Prix racing there has been one recurring track synonymous with outright speed, rampaging horsepowers and time warping velocity. However, out of these one hundred years there were just only three that could make use of it all. Welcome to F1 during its screaming age.