jacfan wrote:When I first met my hubby, I had heard of F1 but that was about it. I had been to watch races at Calder racetrack with Brocky racing etc but had no great interest. In about 1982/83 the races weren't on very often here but when they were, being a night owl I was asked to get the results for my darling. Then he would ask what had happened in the race. At that stage I did not watch t6hem... just got the results, but being a loving caring person I started to watch them so that I could relate the information to my hubby. That was the beginning of my love for F1. Since I "had to" watch I decided I better focus on one driver and then next thing I was totally hooked. Now I am a bigger fan than him.
I started watching the bikes when Doohan was racing and when Rossi first started in 125s I thought that he was a fantastic racer and would be a star of the future. Jeremy thought I was "nutty" at the time but I have been proved right.
Night owl you say... I think I have the beginings of a cunning plan.
You were right about Rossi eh...That means you must have seen the Biaggi, Capirossi and Harada 250 battles, they were heady days where the 250's were definately more spectacular and absorbing. Race after race used to go down to the wire. In the 500's Mick was running away with everything and had no credible opposition. I wish his last accident had been less damaging so we could have watched him up against the new strain of riders and bikes. Ho hum.
