Saturday, June 18, 2011
F1 Self Drive and Driving Courses
Only a few things come to mind when I think of F1 racing; the colour red, Italy, black and white checked flags and Ferrari. The most upsetting of these things is the copious amounts of champagne that gets sprayed everywhere...what a waste! As you can see, my knowledge on F1 racing is limited, so when I heard about F1 Self Drive and Driving Courses I was surprisingly curious.
The first website I went on asked me this question – have you ever wanted to “control and drive a Reynard single-seater racing car that pulls 450 BHP/per tonne?” I do not have a clue how to answer that question. Firstly, what on earth is a Reynard? And secondly, what are BHP’s and is 450 a lot of those?
I quick visit to Wikipedia answered my questions. Reynard “was at one time the world's largest racing car manufacturer” and BHP, otherwise know as Brake Horse Power “is the measure of an engine's horsepower before the loss in power caused by the gearbox, alternator, differential, water pump, and other auxiliary components such as power steering pump, muffled exhaust system, etc.” Mmmm....ok, yes, I completely understand now....I think.
Either way, I am guessing that they are simply saying that Reynard goes fast and asking “do you want to go fast?” And my answer would have to be...”I don’t know”. F1 Self Drive and Driving Courses have never crossed my mind before. I want to say “yes” but a big part of me (the very much alive part) says “hell no”.
I can imagine that a first date might be well suited for this sort of activity. Imagine being asked out for a day of speed and excitement – a day of F1 Self Drive and Driving Courses. I am sure it can reveal a lot about a person. For example, on the man’s side, he could find out that the woman looks really good in F1 racing gear (or she looks like a stuffed sausage). He might discover that she is a terrible driver and he makes a mental note to never let her drive or he may realise that she is a really good driver and he decides he can’t handle the competition.
From the woman’s side, she might catch a glimpse of his, ummm, package, in the tight racing suit and either be impressed or disappointed. She might also realise that he is very competitive and when telling him her concerns he might just say, “Oh, come one, its just racing, its not going to kill you, toughen up”.
Not a bad idea, I think, a F1 first date, it looks like a lot can be revealed in the world on F1 Self Drive and Driving Courses that might not be revealed sitting in a restaurant discussing your favourite wine.
With my brief but interesting run-in with the world of F1 racing I must say that this might be on my top 10 things to do when I die, yes, I wrote “when”. Then I don’t have to worry about what I may look like, or dying and I can just enjoy the thrill of the ride, or should I say the thrill of the BHP. F1 Self Drive and Driving Courses might be for some but for now I am quite happy with my lime green Chevy Spark, aptly named, Shrek.
Posted by Klara at 6:59 PM