Driving in Circles

For the life of me, I'll never fully understood how car racing became so popular a sport. From what little I know of it, cars drive round and round on a track for a couple of hours until a winner is determined, money is spent afterwards on expensive merchandise, etc. etc etc. At least, this is from my perspective. Nevertheless, I found it hard to refuse when my aunt offered me a free front row ticket for the Sepang F1 Rally last week. It was a good opportunity to hang out with my cousin, who lives inconveniently far off, and besides it's good blog fodder.

My cousin brought a number of his girl friends to the event who spoke fluent "Strylian" (it's like English except with more shrimp - specifically on barbies). Chatting them up was not an issue. Unfortunately, Hobbes, my supposed wingman, stole the show and they ignored me for the rest of the afternoon:

Our seat had a good view of the best corner on the track:

By the 30th lap or so, my attention waned and I began focusing on everything other than the race. Like watching the press photographers getting all excited as the cars shot around the corner:

and the helicopters overhead:

There were a couple of crashes but thankfully, none of them were major. This one crashed near the final lap of the race, ending the event for this driver. You can see he's quite upset:

I think a blue car won.