As far as chilled out weekend days go, yesterday was a winner. I grabbed my buddies and a few beers and settled down on the sofa for a day of racing – first the Formula 1 Monaco Grand Prix and then the famous Indy 500 from Indianapolis.
Monaco isn’t known for being the most exciting grand prix, but this one had an unusually high amount of action, from Charles Leclerc attempting to make his way forward from the back of the field to Lewis Hamilton trying to hold off the challenge of Max Verstappen on rapidly deteriorating tyres – something he just about managed to do.
Then it was time for the all-American spectacle that is the Indy 500 – albeit one that was won by a Frenchman. After a few spectacular crashes and an intense battle over the last ten laps when the race was restarted, Simon Pagenaud retook the lead at the death, seeing off challenges from Alexander Rossi and Takuma Sato on the last few laps.
Over the last couple of years I’ve slowly been learning about Indy 500 traditions, but they keep coming. My friends were surprised to hear about what happens at the finishing line, where Pagenaud was expected to douse himself in milk and kiss the yard of bricks! It’s got nothing on Daniel Ricciardo’s traditional shoey, though…
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