A face on my stomach.

[whatho]

I've managed to dig an old Schumacher T-shirt out of the back of my chest of drawers. It says 'world champion' on it and it smells profoundly of the year 2000. I'M TOO EXCITED. I need to eat lunch and I don't know how.

My T-shirt is in Ferrari colours so it works for Massa as well.

Other than that I'm wholly unprepared for my afternoon's viewing. The new points system is bizarre and I don't really know who's in what team. I haven't begun to learn what the helmets look like. I've quite forgotten how to watch F1 and care at the same time.

I LOVE HIS PURPLE SCARF.

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[jekesta]

OH GOD HAKKINEN. All the drivers were there today and they spent all their time not asking Hakkinen if he was going to come back so that he could race against Michael again like the WHOLE WORLD wants him to. Or at least if he was sticking up for him a bit, and going to celebrate/commiserate with him later.

I think he did well, too, I can't believe how weird they are being as if he was meant to suddenly be first at everything straight away again, when cars don't work like that really ever. They're all wankers, the people who get to talk about formula one. They're not Hazel. Or John Parrott. I expect he likes motor racing at least a bit.