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Well, as many of the girls here, Formula one came with family, I was born four months after Ayrton Senna’s death and my father was fanatic, so I was watching it since I was born literally, my dad taught me who to say Senna when I was 2 years old and used to narrate all the races for me, but I was never passionate. I watched a few races that weren’t in the middle of the night, but I always knew what happening on the championship, mostly with the brazilian drivers, I watched the race where Rubens needed to let Schumacher pass, I cried and until today I have a bit of trouble to like him, and the same happened with Alonso in 2010. I’ve saw the crashes with my heart exploding of concern, but my dad always said that no one would die on the track, but when Massa crashed in 2009 I thought he was the next. I supported him and now he wasn’t there, so I watched the next races to find someone to support and I saw that beauty blue car, it was a red bull, I asked my dad who was that and he said  ”Sebastian Vettel, he is brilliant, probably a champion in a few years.” I said “I’m going to support him from now, I prefer this blue car than the red one from ferrari.” as always he laughed at me and said ok. The next year I almost didn’t watch any race, just two or three, but always asking for information like “Is Vettel ok? Did he won? Who is the first?”, but in 2011 I watched more and more races, with Vettel dominance and last championship I started to watch more and asked to my dad to go to Brazilian Gp in Interlagos, we went there and I fell completely in love with the cars’ noise, I was there like a crazy trying to say all the drivers names when their car passed in front of my stand, even thought Sebastian didn’t win I was never that on for nothing. I started to look for tumblrs about it and watched the race of champions, I made friends here and when this season started I was very very excited and I still didn’t miss a race and if it depends on me I will never miss any and Sebastian will be forever my number 1.
This story is from queenofthepumpkins! Thank you! :)

Well, as many of the girls here, Formula one came with family, I was born four months after Ayrton Senna’s death and my father was fanatic, so I was watching it since I was born literally, my dad taught me who to say Senna when I was 2 years old and used to narrate all the races for me, but I was never passionate. I watched a few races that weren’t in the middle of the night, but I always knew what happening on the championship, mostly with the brazilian drivers, I watched the race where Rubens needed to let Schumacher pass, I cried and until today I have a bit of trouble to like him, and the same happened with Alonso in 2010. I’ve saw the crashes with my heart exploding of concern, but my dad always said that no one would die on the track, but when Massa crashed in 2009 I thought he was the next. I supported him and now he wasn’t there, so I watched the next races to find someone to support and I saw that beauty blue car, it was a red bull, I asked my dad who was that and he said  ”Sebastian Vettel, he is brilliant, probably a champion in a few years.” I said “I’m going to support him from now, I prefer this blue car than the red one from ferrari.” as always he laughed at me and said ok. The next year I almost didn’t watch any race, just two or three, but always asking for information like “Is Vettel ok? Did he won? Who is the first?”, but in 2011 I watched more and more races, with Vettel dominance and last championship I started to watch more and asked to my dad to go to Brazilian Gp in Interlagos, we went there and I fell completely in love with the cars’ noise, I was there like a crazy trying to say all the drivers names when their car passed in front of my stand, even thought Sebastian didn’t win I was never that on for nothing. I started to look for tumblrs about it and watched the race of champions, I made friends here and when this season started I was very very excited and I still didn’t miss a race and if it depends on me I will never miss any and Sebastian will be forever my number 1.

This story is from queenofthepumpkins! Thank you! :)


How an accident can change your life.
I wasn’t a 100 % a F1 fan but everything change in 2007. I knew about f1 and watch some races but I wasn’t that interested, but on Sunday everything change. I was in the bus and we had an accident, luckly I was okay, but my mum was seriously injured, so she was rush to the hospital.
When I got there the TV in the emergency room was on and they were showing the Hungarian GP( by the way Lewis won) so I watch it and find it even more interesting that I used to think and that day 2 drivers called my attention Lewis and Sebastian.
So maybe for a reason it was good that that accident happened, because I wouldn’t be here on tumblr or right this story to you, because F1 has seriously change my life in a positive way.
The very dramatic story from  thebromance! Thank you that you shared this with us! :)
How an accident can change your life.

I wasn’t a 100 % a F1 fan but everything change in 2007. I knew about f1 and watch some races but I wasn’t that interested, but on Sunday everything change. I was in the bus and we had an accident, luckly I was okay, but my mum was seriously injured, so she was rush to the hospital.

When I got there the TV in the emergency room was on and they were showing the Hungarian GP( by the way Lewis won) so I watch it and find it even more interesting that I used to think and that day 2 drivers called my attention Lewis and Sebastian.

So maybe for a reason it was good that that accident happened, because I wouldn’t be here on tumblr or right this story to you, because F1 has seriously change my life in a positive way.

The very dramatic story from  thebromance! Thank you that you shared this with us! :)


F1 is the time I get to spend with my mum.
Growing up I always watched F1. Whenever I went to my grandparents it was always on the tele, but yet I still hadn’t discovered my love for this sport. That was until my granny died. 
My mum’s family are Scottish so we thought it was best to have her buried here. It was here I finally discovered what F1 was really like. My granddad took me, my sister and my mum to a little museum about David Coulthard.
From then on I always tried my best to watch as many GPs as I could, supporting DC for much of my childhood. 
In 2011, I woke on morning and went downstairs to find my mum was watching a F1 GP - I hadn’t watched it for a few years. It was the Turkish GP, so I decided to stay and watch it. I knew who most of the drivers were. Whenever the commentator spoke my mum told me it was DC, and if I remembered going to his museum.  But all I could think of was the one name that stood out to me. Sebastian Vettel. I spent the race of the race concentrating on that one name as he flew across the track. In that moment I realise how talented that driver is. It was only after the race I realise he was also quite good looking.
From then one I never failed to watch a GP even if it meant getting up at ridiculous times, as it is something me and mum share a love for - as well as Sebastian. 
F1 is the time I get to spend with my mum, and I don’t want anything to change that. 
The story about how F1 makes people closer to each other from oleole-senna! Thank you! :)
F1 is the time I get to spend with my mum.

Growing up I always watched F1. Whenever I went to my grandparents it was always on the tele, but yet I still hadn’t discovered my love for this sport. That was until my granny died. 

My mum’s family are Scottish so we thought it was best to have her buried here. It was here I finally discovered what F1 was really like. My granddad took me, my sister and my mum to a little museum about David Coulthard.

From then on I always tried my best to watch as many GPs as I could, supporting DC for much of my childhood. 

In 2011, I woke on morning and went downstairs to find my mum was watching a F1 GP - I hadn’t watched it for a few years. It was the Turkish GP, so I decided to stay and watch it. I knew who most of the drivers were. Whenever the commentator spoke my mum told me it was DC, and if I remembered going to his museum.  But all I could think of was the one name that stood out to me. Sebastian Vettel. I spent the race of the race concentrating on that one name as he flew across the track. In that moment I realise how talented that driver is. It was only after the race I realise he was also quite good looking.

From then one I never failed to watch a GP even if it meant getting up at ridiculous times, as it is something me and mum share a love for - as well as Sebastian. 

F1 is the time I get to spend with my mum, and I don’t want anything to change that. 

The story about how F1 makes people closer to each other from oleole-senna! Thank you! :)


My on and off relationships with F1.

As many of you - my dad presented Formula 1 to me. It was maybe 2002 (4/5 years), when I really noticed, that he is watching cars racing with the beautiful engines roaring in the background. All that excitement pulled me into F1. I didn`t care about drivers or championship at that time, it was all about cars. Some years later I started to support Ferrari, because at that time, it was my dream to drive a pink Ferrari, when I grow up ;D During 2006 Japanese gp, it was all wonderful, I was happy, that Schumaher will win the race and then later championship, but on the lap 36 his engine failed. When comentators told, that it is almost impossible for him to win the championship, I started to cry, because I didn`t like Alonso and wanted Schumacher to get his 8th championship ;( At the Brazilian gp  I watched his impressive drive, but it was too little, too late, but at least that other Ferrari won ;D (at that time I called Massa - that other Ferrari, shame for me) At the same time company, which aired all practices, qualifying and race live sold rights to air to another company. To watch that channel, our family needed to get satellite “plate”, which was really not the best thing to do. So unfortunate my F1 life ended at the same time, when Schumacher retired. Hurtful coincidence.
But as you see I am blogging and living into F1 with the fullest breath of mine. At the 8th January, 2011 I think, I started my tumblr. After following some girls, I saw a picture of cute guy on my dashboard. As I later figured out, it was Vettel. When I found out that he is racing in F1, it brought so much emotions for me - getting up at 4 o`clock in the morning to watch practice in Japan, closest bond in my life with dad and just the excitement for the cars. So in 3 months till Australian gp 2011, I watched all races from 2007,8,9,10. So I was quite prepared to watch F1 again. 
So now I am here and I am proud to say that I`ve fallen in love with F1 twice, in the beginning with the little joyful eyes of kid and now the second time - with the passionate and knowledgeable eyes (and hearth) of teenager.
The story from springinaheart!  Have you dreamt about pink Ferrari yet? :)  Thank you! :) 
My on and off relationships with F1.

As many of you - my dad presented Formula 1 to me. It was maybe 2002 (4/5 years), when I really noticed, that he is watching cars racing with the beautiful engines roaring in the background. All that excitement pulled me into F1. I didn`t care about drivers or championship at that time, it was all about cars. Some years later I started to support Ferrari, because at that time, it was my dream to drive a pink Ferrari, when I grow up ;D During 2006 Japanese gp, it was all wonderful, I was happy, that Schumaher will win the race and then later championship, but on the lap 36 his engine failed. When comentators told, that it is almost impossible for him to win the championship, I started to cry, because I didn`t like Alonso and wanted Schumacher to get his 8th championship ;( At the Brazilian gp  I watched his impressive drive, but it was too little, too late, but at least that other Ferrari won ;D (at that time I called Massa - that other Ferrari, shame for me) At the same time company, which aired all practices, qualifying and race live sold rights to air to another company. To watch that channel, our family needed to get satellite “plate”, which was really not the best thing to do. So unfortunate my F1 life ended at the same time, when Schumacher retired. Hurtful coincidence.

But as you see I am blogging and living into F1 with the fullest breath of mine. At the 8th January, 2011 I think, I started my tumblr. After following some girls, I saw a picture of cute guy on my dashboard. As I later figured out, it was Vettel. When I found out that he is racing in F1, it brought so much emotions for me - getting up at 4 o`clock in the morning to watch practice in Japan, closest bond in my life with dad and just the excitement for the cars. So in 3 months till Australian gp 2011, I watched all races from 2007,8,9,10. So I was quite prepared to watch F1 again. 

So now I am here and I am proud to say that I`ve fallen in love with F1 twice, in the beginning with the little joyful eyes of kid and now the second time - with the passionate and knowledgeable eyes (and hearth) of teenager.

The story from springinaheart!  Have you dreamt about pink Ferrari yet? :)  Thank you! :) 


My story is a bit complicated.
Like so many people in Colombia, I began to follow Formula One when Juan Pablo Montoya entered there after of a very succesful career in American racing. But, my first clear memory unfortunately was not so great: It was the issue of Austria 2002 when Barrichello let pass to Michael Schumacher. Because that during so many years I even hated him and it took so many years to recognize he was one of the greats.
But the most complicated part was when a day in 2001, probably, I’ve found Ayrton Senna’s name in a journal. Since then I’ve always remembered his name. In 2003, unfortunately, in the school I began to be molested and bullied for my classmates just because my Portuguese Language teacher put something about Ayrton Senna and I reacted in a very shocked way. And I was too bullied during so many years… because that I took so much time for even write his name in the Net.
Between 2003 and even early 2005, it was when I was from ten to twelve years old, as a fan of Ayrton Senna I was the kind of “widow” who even treated him as a ‘god’ and in a very extreme way. A person in late 2004 was very hard with me and he shouted me those words: “You are treating Senna like a god”. I still remember those words, they were very painful for me and they’re still hurt inside. Because they remind me why I still have so many problems not just because accept openly any kind of admiration.
Probably you already noticed I don’t really care about how handsome is a driver. Well, first because I find that useless and also because I even have a trauma. I’m a person diagnosed with Asperger Syndrome and I go to treatment since I was seven years old. One of the psychiatrist I had was insinuating I fangirled over Ayrton Senna. She even said: “Do you find him handsome?” I found that a offense for me because taboos and so on. I still fear about to say if a man is attractive or not because that. I don’t care if he’s a celeb, a normal guy, a fictional character, etcetera… or even if he’s alive or dead. I simplycannot. All because my issues and my traumas.
Between late 2005 and very late 2008 first I declared to don’t be anymore a fan of Ayrton Senna (because I was damaging myself so much with my behaviors) and after I passed to practically ‘hate’ Formula 1. I refused to watch any kind of motorsports and I hated to remember. I refugeed myself in other stuff, in people who I thought because they were hard people they would help me, I lied about to be strong and so on when I was suffering inside so much. I was totally destroyed, I was… I don’t know, probably I tried to eliminate so much of my true myself, about I really like just for become ‘strong’ or please people who never would help me in my life.
It was just until 2008 year when some stuff with the music I like and especially bands I discovered that I was suffering some sort of ‘breakdown’. Arrived November 2008, and I decided that I would try to watch again Formula 1. The race was Brazil 2008, and since then, I decided that I would let that hate behind.
I even decided to recover myself my side as a fan of Ayrton Senna. It was the hardest part of all, but the fact I was also graduating from college as one of the best students of that promotion and entering to University helped me so much.
Since then I decided never leave this. Because I discovered this is very important for me. Yes, so much changed since then… but I don’t care. I’m still learning and I still have to heal so many emotional wounds from my past. Actually I don’t even care about Montoya and I don’t hate so much Michael Schumacher. As a Senna fan, I try every day avoid widow-ish behaviors or exaggerate. Because that I even had problems with other Senna fans, mainly in Brazil, because I cannot stand why there people treat him as a ‘saint’ when he wasn’t anything near to that. That’s exactly the reason that guy was very rude with me in the past. The reason I have traumas about to find attractive a guy.
I’m glad of find Tumblr. It’s the only secure environment when I can talk about I want and even fangirl or drool without feel misjudged or mistreated. I don’t need to act all time smarty or rational, even I get tired of that. It helps me so much not just as a Formula One fan, also as a human being, also for recover myself.
In certain way, F1 not simply marked my life. Actually, being a Formula One fan is saving my life.
Yes, this is so epically long and complex, but anyway. It’s my story and what I have for share. So… see you!
The story of kanaruaizawa16 !  Thank you! :) As we can see F1 is important fo each of us, but every person finds something special in it for humself that even can change his life!
My story is a bit complicated.


Like so many people in Colombia, I began to follow Formula One when Juan Pablo Montoya entered there after of a very succesful career in American racing. But, my first clear memory unfortunately was not so great: It was the issue of Austria 2002 when Barrichello let pass to Michael Schumacher. Because that during so many years I even hated him and it took so many years to recognize he was one of the greats.

But the most complicated part was when a day in 2001, probably, I’ve found Ayrton Senna’s name in a journal. Since then I’ve always remembered his name. In 2003, unfortunately, in the school I began to be molested and bullied for my classmates just because my Portuguese Language teacher put something about Ayrton Senna and I reacted in a very shocked way. And I was too bullied during so many years… because that I took so much time for even write his name in the Net.

Between 2003 and even early 2005, it was when I was from ten to twelve years old, as a fan of Ayrton Senna I was the kind of “widow” who even treated him as a ‘god’ and in a very extreme way. A person in late 2004 was very hard with me and he shouted me those words: “You are treating Senna like a god”. I still remember those words, they were very painful for me and they’re still hurt inside. Because they remind me why I still have so many problems not just because accept openly any kind of admiration.

Probably you already noticed I don’t really care about how handsome is a driver. Well, first because I find that useless and also because I even have a trauma. I’m a person diagnosed with Asperger Syndrome and I go to treatment since I was seven years old. One of the psychiatrist I had was insinuating I fangirled over Ayrton Senna. She even said: “Do you find him handsome?” I found that a offense for me because taboos and so on. I still fear about to say if a man is attractive or not because that. I don’t care if he’s a celeb, a normal guy, a fictional character, etcetera… or even if he’s alive or dead. I simplycannot. All because my issues and my traumas.

Between late 2005 and very late 2008 first I declared to don’t be anymore a fan of Ayrton Senna (because I was damaging myself so much with my behaviors) and after I passed to practically ‘hate’ Formula 1. I refused to watch any kind of motorsports and I hated to remember. I refugeed myself in other stuff, in people who I thought because they were hard people they would help me, I lied about to be strong and so on when I was suffering inside so much. I was totally destroyed, I was… I don’t know, probably I tried to eliminate so much of my true myself, about I really like just for become ‘strong’ or please people who never would help me in my life.

It was just until 2008 year when some stuff with the music I like and especially bands I discovered that I was suffering some sort of ‘breakdown’. Arrived November 2008, and I decided that I would try to watch again Formula 1. The race was Brazil 2008, and since then, I decided that I would let that hate behind.

I even decided to recover myself my side as a fan of Ayrton Senna. It was the hardest part of all, but the fact I was also graduating from college as one of the best students of that promotion and entering to University helped me so much.

Since then I decided never leave this. Because I discovered this is very important for me. Yes, so much changed since then… but I don’t care. I’m still learning and I still have to heal so many emotional wounds from my past. Actually I don’t even care about Montoya and I don’t hate so much Michael Schumacher. As a Senna fan, I try every day avoid widow-ish behaviors or exaggerate. Because that I even had problems with other Senna fans, mainly in Brazil, because I cannot stand why there people treat him as a ‘saint’ when he wasn’t anything near to that. That’s exactly the reason that guy was very rude with me in the past. The reason I have traumas about to find attractive a guy.

I’m glad of find Tumblr. It’s the only secure environment when I can talk about I want and even fangirl or drool without feel misjudged or mistreated. I don’t need to act all time smarty or rational, even I get tired of that. It helps me so much not just as a Formula One fan, also as a human being, also for recover myself.

In certain way, F1 not simply marked my life. Actually, being a Formula One fan is saving my life.

Yes, this is so epically long and complex, but anyway. It’s my story and what I have for share. So… see you!

The story of kanaruaizawa16 !  Thank you! :) As we can see F1 is important fo each of us, but every person finds something special in it for humself that even can change his life!


How did I get into Formula One?
F1 actually played a role in my life since early childhood. I borned in the beginning of 90’s and I remember when grandma lived just next to us in our neighbor and she always watched F1. I liked to watch it, I enjoyed it a lot. But of course I didn’t understand too much about it back then. It was the time when Häkkinen and Schumacher were the big stars. I loved to watch F1 but nobody ever watched it at home because my mom hardly disliked it. I only saw it at my grandma’s. Then when I was a bit older, I got a tv into my room so I could watch what I wanted. And I kinda found F1 again on that time. I think it was 2000 or 2001 so I was 8 or 9 years old. And I haven’t missed any race since 2002. There’s no way how I could loose love and faith into this sport! I can thank my grandma for this. Sad thing is that my grandma haven’r watched F1 for years because it now pays in Finland if you want to see it in live and she doesn’t want to pay for that. Also I think she felt much more passion for Häkkinen than she could feel for Räikkönen or Kovalainen. When I was younger, I really wasn’t fan of anyone. I just liked some drivers more than others. And 2006 was the year when I became Felipe Massa’s fan. I’m very happy that I got into this sport. There are things in this sport that are very unfair, but it can’t stop my love and faith for this sport.
This story is from xzini!  It’s always nice to read such things about relatives F1 fans ! It’s sad that your granny can’t watch it.  I hope you tell your grandma about F1 heroes of our days! ;) 
Thank you! :)
How did I get into Formula One?

F1 actually played a role in my life since early childhood. I borned in the beginning of 90’s and I remember when grandma lived just next to us in our neighbor and she always watched F1. I liked to watch it, I enjoyed it a lot. But of course I didn’t understand too much about it back then. It was the time when Häkkinen and Schumacher were the big stars. I loved to watch F1 but nobody ever watched it at home because my mom hardly disliked it. I only saw it at my grandma’s. Then when I was a bit older, I got a tv into my room so I could watch what I wanted. And I kinda found F1 again on that time. I think it was 2000 or 2001 so I was 8 or 9 years old. And I haven’t missed any race since 2002. There’s no way how I could loose love and faith into this sport! I can thank my grandma for this. Sad thing is that my grandma haven’r watched F1 for years because it now pays in Finland if you want to see it in live and she doesn’t want to pay for that. Also I think she felt much more passion for Häkkinen than she could feel for Räikkönen or Kovalainen. When I was younger, I really wasn’t fan of anyone. I just liked some drivers more than others. And 2006 was the year when I became Felipe Massa’s fan. I’m very happy that I got into this sport. There are things in this sport that are very unfair, but it can’t stop my love and faith for this sport.

This story is from xzini!  It’s always nice to read such things about relatives F1 fans ! It’s sad that your granny can’t watch it.  I hope you tell your grandma about F1 heroes of our days! ;) 

Thank you! :)


My family had always flicked in and out of motor sport. I can remember watching the cars and bikes racing around and not understanding it too well. Then we stopped watching it all together. Dad had decided we shouldn’t watch because of Michael and his dominance. When he retired we started watching the next season, 2007. Kimi Raikkonen won, but there was a test driver that was starting to get noticed. The following year he got a drive with Toro Roso and got his first win. He had my lucky number 15. I took some notice but not much. The 2009 season started and I started watching all the practices, all the qualifying sessions and all the races. 2009 and Sebastian Vettel ended the season second. He had been the racer I was supporting, mainly for the number he was racing under. I have supported him since. Him and Kimi Raikkonen. Since then F1 has changed my life as far as I am concerned I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for the F1.
The story with the lucky number from  icemanspock! Thank you! :)

My family had always flicked in and out of motor sport. I can remember watching the cars and bikes racing around and not understanding it too well. Then we stopped watching it all together. Dad had decided we shouldn’t watch because of Michael and his dominance. When he retired we started watching the next season, 2007. Kimi Raikkonen won, but there was a test driver that was starting to get noticed. The following year he got a drive with Toro Roso and got his first win. He had my lucky number 15. I took some notice but not much. The 2009 season started and I started watching all the practices, all the qualifying sessions and all the races. 2009 and Sebastian Vettel ended the season second. He had been the racer I was supporting, mainly for the number he was racing under. I have supported him since. Him and Kimi Raikkonen. Since then F1 has changed my life as far as I am concerned I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for the F1.

The story with the lucky number from  icemanspock! Thank you! :)


Why I Love Formula 1
Well, I must admit that when I first was introduced to F1, I didn’t like it at all! But I was ‘forced’ to watch it because of my father, and slowly, gradually, I started to love the sport. Now I like it more than he does! Haha.
And before anyone gets the wrong impression, I do not just like the sport because the drivers are handsome. For one thing, I love the unity in the paddock. I also like being a F1 fan. We’re all remarkably well-behaved, aren’t we? We don’t go fighting each other just because we support different teams. And the drivers also have a huge amount of respect for each other, which is nice to see. 
I do wish that I’d been able to see Ayrton Senna race, but I’m also very happy to be able to watch the current generation of drivers, because they’re all so talented. So yeah, this is part of my F1 story. (If I told you the whole story, this post would become unbearably long! Haha.)
The short but very thougtful story from furryraree! Thank you! :) You still have a chance to tell your unbearably long story! :)
Why I Love Formula 1

Well, I must admit that when I first was introduced to F1, I didn’t like it at all! But I was ‘forced’ to watch it because of my father, and slowly, gradually, I started to love the sport. Now I like it more than he does! Haha.

And before anyone gets the wrong impression, I do not just like the sport because the drivers are handsome. For one thing, I love the unity in the paddock. I also like being a F1 fan. We’re all remarkably well-behaved, aren’t we? We don’t go fighting each other just because we support different teams. And the drivers also have a huge amount of respect for each other, which is nice to see. 

I do wish that I’d been able to see Ayrton Senna race, but I’m also very happy to be able to watch the current generation of drivers, because they’re all so talented. So yeah, this is part of my F1 story. (If I told you the whole story, this post would become unbearably long! Haha.)

The short but very thougtful story from furryraree! Thank you! :) You still have a chance to tell your unbearably long story! :)


Since when I started to watch? I don’t know. I think that started around the beginning of 2000.
I remember watching Mika Häkkinen and Michael Schumacher every Sunday. Sure, me as a German I should have preferred Schumacher… but it wasn’t so. I liked/like Häkkinen not only for his performance, I also liked him of his character.  Nowadays when I watch a commercial with him I got such a smile like I never have. It’s like a “ Oh those good old days…”-Smile. :)
 After Häkkinen retired I only watched it when I was bored…since 2007.
It was the 10. June of 2007 and there was  a race in Canada/Montreal. Suddenly Robert Kubica had a massive crash. It looked so serious that I thought he would be dead. The next race I watched F1 again ( because I hoped to see Kubica racing again) but instead of him was Sebastian Vettel. At the beginning of his career I didn’t like him but now I can say he’s one of my favourite drivers.
Since the summer of 2007 I nearly watched every race and I hope that someday I will go to the race in Germany at the Nürburgring.
Nice story about the time of the great fight between Finn and German from ogluwoglu! Thank you! :)
Well, whose story will be the next?! Don’t be shy! Let’s do it! 

Since when I started to watch? I don’t know. I think that started around the beginning of 2000.

I remember watching Mika Häkkinen and Michael Schumacher every Sunday. Sure, me as a German I should have preferred Schumacher… but it wasn’t so. I liked/like Häkkinen not only for his performance, I also liked him of his character.  Nowadays when I watch a commercial with him I got such a smile like I never have. It’s like a “ Oh those good old days…”-Smile. :)

 After Häkkinen retired I only watched it when I was bored…since 2007.

It was the 10. June of 2007 and there was  a race in Canada/Montreal. Suddenly Robert Kubica had a massive crash. It looked so serious that I thought he would be dead. The next race I watched F1 again ( because I hoped to see Kubica racing again) but instead of him was Sebastian Vettel. At the beginning of his career I didn’t like him but now I can say he’s one of my favourite drivers.

Since the summer of 2007 I nearly watched every race and I hope that someday I will go to the race in Germany at the Nürburgring.

Nice story about the time of the great fight between Finn and German from ogluwoglu! Thank you! :)

Well, whose story will be the next?! Don’t be shy! Let’s do it! 



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