specdecible wrote:
A bit tricky for me, but I'll try my best
When growing up my dad used to watch F1 but I wasn't interested, my dad eventually stopped watching during the Schumi era.
Later on in my life after many fun arcade racing games (Need for Speed: High Stakes in particular) I eventually got a V8 Supercars racing game. This got me interested in motorsport and I started following the V8 Supercar series.
A bout a year later my brother was going to the 2005 Australian GP to help in one of the display tents to promote a car he helped building. My dad and I decided to watch the race which I enjoyed. However I didn't continue watching for the whole season, only a few races here and there when nothing else was on TV, but I continued to watch the V8 series.
In 2006 towards the end of the season I started watching a couple of races, once again when nothing else was on. However after the season had finished I had an assignment at school, and I chose to base it around F1. I started to do some research and heard that Webber (the driver that I was supporting) was moving to Red Bull which I got excited about so I decided watch the 2007 season.
I watched most of the races that season except the ones at awkward times, I went mental at Nurburgring, then again at Fuji for two completely different reasons.
At the end of 2007 someone asked me "So you like F1 don't you, who's going to win in 2008" I looked at him and said "Hamilton". He seemed surprised hence the response "Really? why?" as to which I stopped examining the demon we just ran down to look at him in the eyes and replied "I don't know, just a feeling". He nodded his head in acknowledgment, at which point a dragon burst out of the volcano in the distance and with a deafening roar, lit the countryside in flames. We ran back to our truck to escape, but the recently run down demons horns had burst the tyres. So with my acquired F1 knowledge I changed all 4 tyres and filled up the tank in under 10 seconds, which was just enough time to evade the dragon soaring towards us. However the danger was not averted as the movement and dust from our truck caused the dragon to hone in on us, but with the knowledge of F1 racing and apexes thanks to Martin Brundle's insights I out raced the dragon back to a military occupied base.
Throughout the night was an epic battle of cannons, flames and firepower, but as dawn began to break it was evident that we were would not last much longer. At this point armed with my superior F1 strategy knowledge I marched to the front line and as a final stand ordered the men and women whos moral was at breaking point to man the fire extinguishers. As the dragon flew overhead we opened the hoses creating a vortex of foam, the dragon caught by surprised tried to bank but flew right into the canyons walls and fell down the chasm and back to the abyss from where it came. The men and women cheered Huzzah as the battle was won, and as the sun raised illuminating the battlefield in colours of red and orange we paid homage to those that paid the ultimate sacrifice. From that moment on I made a pledge, as it was F1 that saved us, I shall continue to watch in honour of those that had fallen.
