Jos Verstappen in 1994, Felipe Massa in 2008 and his team-mate Kimi Raikkonen a year later in Brazil. All three drivers have had their share of pit stop horrors. Both Jos and Kimi were engulfed in burning high-octane fuel while Felipe miss-timed his release in the inaugural Singapore Grand Prix to take the fuel hose and two mechanics along with him on exit. All exciting, but dangerous.
It is with a very heavy heart that I must report the passing of a phenomenal talent, and an even greater human being, Jules Bianchi. With hands that feel like lead, it’s difficult to remain composed while writing this. Where do you begin? How do words make a good compromise for feelings? How do you explain somebody’s life in black and white? This won’t be a piece filled with creative flare. This is a tribute to one of my favourite names in motorsport, Jules Bianchi. Read the rest of this entry