Back on the grid. The heat from the 10 cylinder engines vaporizes into the local drizzle. One by one, the red lights blink into action. The roar of engines screams into the sky. The crowds erupt along the stands.
Red lights go out, first gear, sliding, second, third, fourth -First hard brake before the chicane.
Front suspension screams down, then springs up brutally with the acceleration. 210 mph and the water spray cuts visibility down to 50 meters.